Professor Philosophy

Diary Entry: December 2, 2024

The deliberation is over. I’ve committed. The name that surfaced, inevitably, was Professor Pigou. He is buried beneath layers of his own high-level scholarship — a titan of the field, notoriously inaccessible — yet he is the only viable lifeline. Who else is equipped to guide me through the labyrinthine twists of philosophy, anchoring me when I inevitably lose sight of International Public Law?

To make the pitch worthwhile, I need a sharp angle. I’ve settled on bankruptcy. The concept has a rich, sprawling history, certainly, but I suspect its core philosophical foundations remain largely unmined. It’s a calculated risk, a way to inject novelty into a classic discipline. The message is drafted. Send. Fly, email, fly.