Life, the universe and bullshit

Hello spaceboy- famous David Bowie/Pet Shop Boys words - says the loudspeaker of my humble iMac while the Bauernbergpark man still uses our plastic bag, which makes me very proud of my girlfriend. Meanwhile a famous Norwegian killer has his own court show. What a weird planet.
But I am the one who cannot complain, for I am the one with the iMac singing Bowie tunes, not the one with the second hand plastic bag and not the maniac who shot lots of children.
These are stories about the universe. Let us consider life. Ha!
Today I have read a neoaristotelian critique of cartesian dualism. That is fine. I am for plurality and I am sure that Norwegian killer idiots will shoot you, no matter what side you are on. I am not sure what to favor but anyway, my thesis will deal with the problem, and then I will know everything about life, the universe and of course Harry G. Frankfurt's bullshit.
Considering his book I should rename the blog to "the unpublished bullshit blog". Ha again!
Nevertheless I love the grey zone between serious science and folk knowledge. I am, therefore I write. Ha!
Descartes could not have put it better.
While oil prices are so high, that people even consider to use public transport, and that e-car commercials are shown even on TV, Bowie sings another song for me, this time assisted by Freddie Mercury: to care for the people on the edge of the night...Ha!

Bauernbergpark Man II

Today we gave a plastic bag full of useful things to the Bauernbergpark Man. He was not there. So we don't know if he will use the toothbrush or if he will eat the cheese. I say "we" but it was my girlfriend's idea. She is much less shy than I am, as regards the Man.
I wonder what social constructivism says to all that. Nothing, I assume.