You know what that means.
FUCK THE HEARING.
Seriously, I saw a side shot of Yovanovaskovavodka, and thought it was a dude for a moment. Screw that shit.
LETS TALK ABOUT A REAL MAN.
SOCRAMOTHERFUCKINGTES.
There were no exceptions.
Was a hoplite.
And really, this is logical. Why else would people listen to Plato talking about some kind of fucking cave? He was a fucking BAMF. Aristotle? BAMF. Xenophon? BAMF.
Socractes? The GOAT of BAMFs. The War Hero.
Greek philosophy was a Navy Seal colonel, a Marine Sergeant, and an Army General getting in each other's faces and fucking shouting.
Each one was a fucking DISASTER for Athens.
Which makes his stories of badassitude all the more incredible.
You might be asking, "Wait, wouldn't hoplite phalanxes be absolute dogshit trying to besiege a city? Would that even work?"
They were dogshit trying to besiege a city. And it didn't work.
That's right, this dude just carried a grown ass man with 60 pounds of bronze armor while still holding his shield and wearing his own 60 lbs of armor, THEN GOES BACK
The Athenian general, Laches, gets caught in the middle of this rout, and gets surrounded by Boetians.
That's right.
SOCRATES FOUGHT PAST TWO FUCKING ARMIES DRAGGING GENERAL LACHES TO SAFETY.
FUCKING.
BAMF.
The Spartans sat and waited.
So, when the Athenians decided to retreat...
The Spartans leapt all over them.
600 Athenians died that day.
Not QUIET contemplation, mind you. Very loud contemplation. Very loud, very angry contemplation.
He, like the other Greek philosophers, were warriors, you see. Warriors of body and mind.
They don't tell you that nowadays.
Queue the spindly little shitsticks and their outcries of how that's just not reasonable.