Sometimes reading John McDowell is akin to reaching the supreme state of ataraxia out of boredom. You no longer feel anything, your ego is stripped, your libido castrated and intellect euthanized.
That comes naturally with some strains of political economy / sociology, but compared to Macdowell, he is Michael Bay vs. Bela Tarr.
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