Of course, Cioran is most famous for his "shart through a fan" thought experiment.

because he's a quack who successfully explained nothing that wasn't known before him, which constitutes the only philosophy worth reading.

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>>24781226
mf look like eraserhead

>>24781543
I wonder if Emil Cioran ever saw Eraser head

Anyways he's the coolest philosopher to exist

>>24781226
He's a nice writer and some of his aphorisms are quite beautiful as literature, but his only ideas that aren't masochistic whining were already rendered with far greater depth by Nietzsche. Schope is the only truly great pessimistic philosopher, although I believe Michelstaedter could have eventually been great had he not an heroed. Still, at least Cioran is infinitely better than Benatar.

Is he a writer that's worth diving deeply into?

>>24781993
>had he not an heroed
A pessemist philospher who doesn't anhero is a like an angel without wings

>>24781226
>can get bitches
>can get dick wet
>can get alcohol/drugs
>no food/shelter issues
What the FUCK was this guy's problem again? These people piss me off, Schope too, didn't he live in a timeline with teenage brothels and heroin at the pharmacy? Fuck more do you want?
>women are le bad life is le miserable
Fucking kill yourself then, you live in the greatest timeline to be a man, much better than the dystopian nightmare we live today if you still can't enjoy life just end it broski

>>24781543
I was thinking exactly this

All these existential doomers piss me off, if you have everything going well for you, everything a man might want, you still can't find any enjoyment in life just call it a day and end it all.
What's the point of writing all these books, incessantly whining about it? Is it just cope cause you don't have the balls to kill yourself?
Screaming into the void to pass the time until you die of something? Pathetic.

>>24782133

He did this amazing thing during WWII. Somehow, he traveled east and west during the continent without incident, between France and Romania, to visit Romania one or two last times right around 1940 or so. Must've taken the train. During the very brief Iron Guard seizure of power, he gives a very sideways radio address or something like it, obliquely praising the direction that things are going in, but never going all-in on it. Then he chills back in France and buys a bicycle and passes out peacefully in fields while everyone else is laboring and struggling.

Never married, never had any children, had a woman who truly loved him, never had any pressure from her to domesticate beyond the absolute basics. Truly an enviable private life. His private life becomes much clearer once you read Zarifopol-Johnston's bio, pretty much the only detailed source on his relationship with her. She was a crazy weirdo in her own right, some sort of teacher from a fairly polite family IIRC. She co-habited with him, but he was a sort of dirty secret, "the roommate". When relatives would visit, she would board up an adjoining doorway with bookshelves in what I imagine as a kind of farce, "no don't look there please!"

Their courtship makes it much clearer how they came together and what the hell she saw in him. During the war, he managed to pass himself off to her as some sort of mysterious writer who might get into trouble. He would keep everything in his suitcase, in order to be able to run quickly if someone was going to deport him. Since the war was on, women couldn't be as picky. Then a couple of years later he scores his big hit with A Short History of Decay (possibly his best book, want to re-read at some point).

>>24782150
Especially when you're a famous philosopher who can live off book royalties and bang as many grad students as you want. It wouldn't surprise me if a lot of these pessimists genuinely find happiness once they become successful, but know their success is based on writing pessimistic works, so they just keep up the act in public and phone in further writings while privately living in bliss.

>>24782175
I'm not a fan of Cioran's philosophy, but A Short History of Decay is an incredible book and it's worth reading if just for the prose and imagery he evokes.

>>24782000
Fuck yes

>>24782150
Can't speak for all those guys, but I'd describe myself as a lucid pessimist. I'm not a pessimist because of my own bad experiences, nor am I miserable every second of my life. If anything, I'm fairly content and even a bit whimsical.
What non-pessimists often miss is that they are only thinking about themselves, their immediate experiences and their own bubble. It's not necessarily a lack of empathy, just a misunderstanding.
I'm a pessimist because I've realized, by looking at the world and thinking it through, that there's vastly more suffering than pleasure. That includes all life, not just humans. I don't see any reason to ignore other creatures. I'll see an ant, a fly or a beetle trapped in my house, struggling to get out, and it bothers me. Maybe I'm projecting, but any kind of fight-or-flight response unsettles me.
I see wars, environmental destruction, factory farming, and it makes me sick. I don't believe the world or humanity will change in any meaningful way. That's why I'm a pessimist. But I don't really go around moping or preaching; I try to detach myself through art and nature.

>>24781226
I read Cioran more as a poet, not a philosopher. There isn't any rigorous metaphysics behind his work.

>>24781226
Philosopher?

>>24781993
Benatar has just formalised Cioran.

>have ideas? you're literally hitler.
what the fuck are you smoking to think this gypsy's bitchings are philosophy

>>24782574
Nobody asked.