At least a little:
Picked up my lovely and talented oldest daughter at the airport, where she flew in from Benedictine College for an aunt’s wedding over the weekend, and we talked about what she’s doing. She’s a drama/music major, so she just got around to taking a philosophy 101 type class this year.
Dad’s heart skips a beat: the concept of a philosophy survey class as opposed to just reading philosophers to see what they have to say in their own (translated, but still) words – near occasion of intellectual sin, at the very least; tiptoeing on the precipice of Hell in the wrong hands.
But: she said that the text for the class was the complete works of Aristotle, and that the first half of the class consisted of learning a bunch of key Aristotelian concepts right out of that test. Well, how novel! Introducing students to philosophy via real philosophy!
But it gets better: the second half of the class consisted of reading later philosophers, pointing out how they went wrong when the rejected the Aristotelian principles learned in the first half of the class. Locke, Hume – that crowd.
It almost literally brought a tear to my eye. Yes! That’s it! (how do you make the font bigger – oh, here)
Sure, it’s not St. John’s or Thomas Aquinas, but – YES! That’s how you should do it.