I am sitting down watching your lecture over Plato’s Republic Book 2. In this lecture you discuss how Socrates suggests that the basis of people is their education; not just any education but the education that comes before people of born. As I am sitting here my little brother pulls up this television show titled Lost Angels: Skid Row Is My Home. This television show is about the homeless people who live in Los Angeles, California and how they live. This show pisses me off to say the least; I didn’t realize how many people suffer on a daily basis from the lack of simple necessary commodities. To answer one of the most common questions every asked, “Who is a significant person in your life”, is a difficult question to answer. My answer
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No one asks to live alone scared and hungry on the streets, with no hope for betterment in sight. However, there are millions upon millions that suffer from the one thing no one wishes to talk about; living a “life unexamined,” as Socrates would say. Despite how great Socrates did or didn’t think he was, he is kind of right about life when he says, “An unexamined life is a life not worth living.” When applied to the context of homelessness it seems out of place; however, it is not. Socrates is basically saying that, in those few moments, which I assume fell like an eternity, just before a person’s life force is dissipated and our body ceases to function we go through all the events of our lives; examining what we did and what we failed to do. From taking our first steps to the first time we got in trouble all the way to the homeless guy we happened to pass by while traveling around. In this brief but eternal moments, Socrates suggests that the people who review their lives and are unsatisfied are not people who lived joyously but rather “Scrooge” like. When this time comes in my life I do not wish to look back upon my life and think that I should have helped those who needed help the most, those without belonging. I can relate to the homeless everywhere in three areas. One, I too would consider myself homeless, although I am not without a house like the many who live on the streets, I am instead staying in a one room shop that my mom dad brother and myself share. In this one room shop we have two beds; my parents share a bed just as my brother and I share one too. We have a single bathroom and a kitchen/dining room area all in this one room shop. It is not terrible but my situation is not ideal for any young person growing up in this day and age. My situation allows me to have an alternate perception towards the millions of
No one asks to live alone scared and hungry on the streets, with no hope for betterment in sight. However, there are millions upon millions that suffer from the one thing no one wishes to talk about; living a “life unexamined,” as Socrates would say. Despite how great Socrates did or didn’t think he was, he is kind of right about life when he says, “An unexamined life is a life not worth living.” When applied to the context of homelessness it seems out of place; however, it is not. Socrates is basically saying that, in those few moments, which I assume fell like an eternity, just before a person’s life force is dissipated and our body ceases to function we go through all the events of our lives; examining what we did and what we failed to do. From taking our first steps to the first time we got in trouble all the way to the homeless guy we happened to pass by while traveling around. In this brief but eternal moments, Socrates suggests that the people who review their lives and are unsatisfied are not people who lived joyously but rather “Scrooge” like. When this time comes in my life I do not wish to look back upon my life and think that I should have helped those who needed help the most, those without belonging. I can relate to the homeless everywhere in three areas. One, I too would consider myself homeless, although I am not without a house like the many who live on the streets, I am instead staying in a one room shop that my mom dad brother and myself share. In this one room shop we have two beds; my parents share a bed just as my brother and I share one too. We have a single bathroom and a kitchen/dining room area all in this one room shop. It is not terrible but my situation is not ideal for any young person growing up in this day and age. My situation allows me to have an alternate perception towards the millions of