Philosophy, as I have so far understood and lived it, means living voluntarily among ice and high mountains -- seeking out everything strange and questionable in existence, everything so far placed under a ban by morality. Long experience, acquired in the course of such wanderings in what is forbidden, taught me to regard the causes that so far have prompted moralizing and idealizing in a very different light from what may seem desirable: the hidden history of the philosophers, the psychology of the great names, came to light for me.
How much truth does a spirit endure, how much truth does it dare? More and more that became for me the real measure of value. Error (faith in the ideal) is not blindness, error is cowardice.
- Nietzsche, preface to Ecce Homo
If Nietzsche were alive today, where do you think he might wind up spending way too much of his "leisure" time? Wouldn't a message board be a nearly perfect vehicle for Nietzsche's paragraphical/aphoristic thoughts? If Socrates were alive today, where do you think he might wind up debating? Wouldn't a message board, this message board, be the ultimate agora today to encounter a representative sampling of the world's most supposedly open-minded people? Isn't it hilarious to imagine Nietzsche posting "STFU n00b" and Socrates posting "LOL!" and such?