“Are you all philosophers?” said Brutha. The one called Xeno stepped forward, adjusting the hang of his toga. “That’s right,” he said. “We’re philosophers. We think, therefore we am.” “Are,” said the luckless paradox manufacturer automatically. Xeno spun around. “I’ve just about had it up to here with you, Ibid!” he roared. He turned back to Brutha. “We are, therefore we am,” he said confidently. “That’s it.” Several of the philosophers looked at one another with interest. “That’s actually quite interesting,” one said. “The evidence of our existence is the fact of our existence, is that what
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