Bernard-Henri Levy calls himself a philosophe engag?, an involved intellectual. He’s written about his typical day as only a French intellectual could. Read his London Times piece and then read James Lileks’ hilarious sendup.
Levy:
I wake up at 5.30am. I have no problem getting out of bed. The first
thing I need is a cup of tea, usually lapsang souchong. I dress as
lightly as possible. I often wear a shirt open down to under my chest,
but not out of vanity. The truth is, I find clothes suffocating.
Lileks:
I awake, as is my preference. My waking had, as usual,
the pleasant quality of surfacing from one world to another, with the
gradual abandonment of one state for another, a trading of realms whose
various attributes have merits in eternal opposition.
