“You who philosophise disgrace and criticise all fear, take the rag away from your face, now ain’t the time for your tears” From Bob Dylan’s song “The lonesome death of Hattie Carrol” On his “Times They Are A Changing” album. The premise of the song being don’t cry over the death of the murdered house maid Hattie Carrol, or the arrest of her murderer, tobacco millionaire William Zantzinger rather save your tears for the awful miscarriage of justice that gave Zantzinger a six month sentence.

Now for the sugar, to help the bitter medicine go down.

PHILOSOPHICAL TABLE.

I had a little Carnap, it made me late for my date
I still haven’t decided what to have upon my plate
I was meeting a famous philosopher I must get Agrippa myself.
What are we going to talk about, that cat in the box upon the shelf?

I may have some Bacon, maybe a sausage, if they can Russel one up just for me
That all sounds pretty good when washed down with a cup of Black Earl Grey tea
Then again there’s always sausage and Mach with a bit of gravy nice and wetty
Oh I don’t know now I fancy a nice Plato of spaghetti

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Did you spot the six Philosophers, plus a nod to one other?

All words excepting Dylan quotes Meadowhead Bard