Saturday, May 5, 2012

Nina Strohminger's review of Colin McGinn's The Meaning of Disgust

Encountered this at Leiter's site. Funny, if you were not McGinn! With passages from Strohminger like this:

Perhaps The Meaning of Disgust is useful as an aesthetic object in itself: an emblem of that most modern creation, the pop philosophy book. Actual content, thought, or insight is entirely optional. The only real requirement is that the pages stroke the reader’s ego, make him feel he is doing something highbrow for once, something to better himself. The sad fact is the reader would learn more about disgust by reading Mad magazine.

Has McGinn "jumped the shark"?

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