I would expound at length on the four-causal explanatory framework in Aristotle and St Thomas Aquinas, and my dad would peer over his newspaper, as if looking out of a trench wary of being picked off by an enemy sniper. Every ten or fifteen minutes or so I would stop and ask why he was quiet. “I’m listening,” he would protest. Before diving under the cover of the newspaper again. His Aquinas was coming on low but showing promise.
I have many other expert subjects.
