Today, I want to be a stand-up philospher

From History of the World, Part I
Dole Office Clerk: Occupation?
Comicus: Stand-up philosopher.
Dole Office Clerk: What?
Comicus: Stand-up philosopher. I coalesce the vapors of human existence into a viable and meaningful comprehension.
Dole Office Clerk: Oh, a bullshitter!
Comicus: Hmmmmmm...
Dole Office Clerk: Did you bullshit last week?
Comicus: No.
Dole Office Clerk: Did you try to bullshit last week?
Comicus: Yes!

I was bored yesterday having finally finished most of the things I had been putting off. My term paper is done and is getting handed in today, hopefully my professor likes it enough to give me an A. As I was wandering around after running a couple of errand I realized that it would be nice if, as in Greek times, people could essentially beg by way of philosophizing in the public square. I doubt that any sort of meaningful living could be made in this fashion. Taking myself as paradigmatic, which I know I'm not, if I saw someone talking to no one in particular I would probably make a concerted effort to be just within earshot for a moment but come no closer. Regrettable, it would be nice to pass an afternoon essentially playing a talking head for as much my own benefit as anyone else's. I suppose it's all for the better that I can't, I'd probably just end up in an endless series of arguments with the hoi polloi.