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I am a fundraising entrepreneur from Vienna, Austria who writes essays about modern life as he sees it through the lens of the ancient philosophy of Stoicism.
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The Failing Stoic
Why I write philosophical e-booklets and what the reader can expect
Let's face it: my great book oeuvre will never exist. At least not before retirement. The need to put a roof over my head and food on the table by working in my own direct mail fundraising agency takes precedence over art and showing the world how smart (I think) I am. I just don't have it in me to sleep in my car like an aspiring actor for a goal that's probably pretty ladida in the first place.
No to mention that I actually love my job.
The order book, so to speak, is full and for the foreseeable future I'll only be coming up to gasp for air, catch enough sleep and look to my health and fitness on the weekend. Don't get me wrong, as a Stoic I am content because I contemplate the much worse alternative: having no work and starving (actually: having to give up my business and go work in a cubicle as an employee — which is almost as bad). But as content as I may be able to meditate myself into being, the fact of the matter is: I won't get any book-length writing done. Ever.
But let's even be more honest: writing direct mail copy ain't cutting it anymore as a writer. Because these days it's simply secondary to planning and organizing campaigns. That's the way of the industry. And not enough for two reasons:
A. Writing as therapy

Yes, you heard right. If you are a reader-writer type, linguistically wired kind of person, writing is a great way to defeat your inner demons. I was recently able to put an ugly (and by ugly I mean waking up some Tuesday night 15 years later with tears of regret in my eyes) can of worms from almost a quarter century ago to rest simply by composing a cathartic text that finally sums up everything I feel and think about it. Pro tip: don't hit the SEND button. Believe me, just don't.
(One caveat: I am in no way qualified to give mental health or any related advice. I only say it works for me. Critics of the self-help industry claim that self help is either useless or makes things worse for people in a seriously bad place. It works for people who are middling OK-ish and want to heal completely, but not for those struggling for sheer survival. A fork doesn't really feed a castaway. But it's great for someone who already has food and a plate.)
I don't want to deprive myself of this great opportunity to feel and be better and here I am writing less than book length long-form blog post style e-booklets that are actually manageable.

B. Writing is a perishable skill

Like an athlete you can't expect your edge to really cut if you are not constantly training. I almost physically feel the sharpness slip from me when I don't write for some time. Second only to writing about something I am not qualified to write about, writer's block and empty page anxiety hits me most when I haven't been flexing my writing muscle. I tried to mediate this by writing short copy like amazon reviews and facebook posts. But there simply is too little meat in that to nourish.
The motivation out of the way and speaking of long-form, here is what I intend:
The intended topics are Stoicism & other practical schools of philosophy, relationships, careers and miscellaneous topics I am competent to write about.
But I have to make a confession: I don't really like long-form. I may sound like a tl;dr ("too long; didn't read") simpleton, but it often simply, actually is too long. I hate to read about how the weather on the way to an interview was or if there were horsies on the meadow and flowers in the window. Screw this. Dear colleagues, I want the facts concisely and your educated conclusions. Feel free to be artsy-fartsy inside the confines of that, but spare me the 19th century ladies' romance novel level of description of detail and the meandering unnecessary background. That's just content.
A writer's mark is being able to express concepts and ideas concisely and to the point. This is the standard I want to hold myself to. I want morsels of quality that are easily digestible on the commute.
I e.g. plan a philosophical piece on beauty. And everything I have to say about it fits into a few paragraphs. And that's a good thing. No need to wax about a former lover's wonderful petite and lithe body. Or the aspect of the wooden clogs wearing bikers who waited in the barn across the road to… umm… get to know her better too. The 80-ies really were something in the Austrian panhandle. But that's a story for another day and tl;dr right now…
Please, also ignore my e-book on direct mail fundraising in German titled "Klasse statt Masse".
[edited by Klemens Dombrowski] 

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Thank God I am a Nobody

We Stoics are not supposed to proselytize or brag. But maybe I eat enough humble pie all day to get away with some.

Here we go with the humble first: I don't think I have anywhere near enough power, money, good looks or status for anyone to want to kiss my ass. And I came to regard the resulting authenticity in my relationships as extremely liberating and productive.

My wife and my pal Jiri tell me to my face when I am being an idiot. And, boy, do I need to hear it when they do. Katharina Alexandrowna only buys all my three essays to date and gives me feedback because she wanna. My friends don't hang with me because I might get them a better job or whatever other entry. Not that many of them would need or want that, but that's not the point. People only laugh at my jokes if they are actually funny. And I'm sure nobody ever said "I don't mind the traffic jam, I like sitting in a car with you." (as someone recently did) because they wanted something from me.

In short: every second I might want to waste doubting whatever love and affection I get would be utterly wasted.

What would I change this to?

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Short on Texting and Talking (like a Stoic)

I recently tried to befriend a likeable young couple and recruit them as buddies for my hobby (always in demand). Didn’t work out. I talked too much, projected too much ego, listened too little and validated what they said too little as well. A pity, they work in a demanding profession and would have had something to say that might widen my horizon.

In short, I did not behave and especially talk (which is mostly listen, actually) befitting a Stoic. In my defense: we met at an event for a tightly knit professional group and I was the only person not a member. But no matter how much fish out of the water, fail I did. They might have rejected me anyways, but I am not happy with myself, which matters more. This shows that however well-intentioned and nice you are, presentation matters. Decisively. Rightly understood, presentation is not manipulating people, but getting the truth you say across correctly. It is something worth practicing.

I sent them (as we had agreed upon) a helpful text on future events, like the one we had met at, but that did not turn things around. Channels matter too. No matter how much I wish for it, I am not part of the letter writing culture previous centuries enjoyed. And neither are the recipients.

Ironic, because writing letters puts food on the table for 19 years now. And this leads me to overestimate my ability to write personal letters. No matter how good I may be, modern texting (this includes e-mail!) is and will always be a bad way to communicate that easily leads to miscommunication. I tend to forget this lesson and type away cocksure of myself. This has done damage and may one day come back to haunt me. A wise, Stoic if you will, policy for you and me would be to leave what cannot be said face to face (with body language and voice in support) unsaid.

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The Failing Stoic on Beauty
Meditation #1
My wife recently informed me she rates my physical attractiveness as average.
Not one to mince words, that one. Actually, "inform" is misleading. It was a slow afternoon and against better judgement I just had to start a conversation when there was nothing to say. I should have known better from lessons learned the hard way that silence is sometimes preferable. Like e.g. when you are travelling with someone you hardly know, have little in common with and the conversation just does not sustain itself.
Be that as it may, I had asked how attractive she thinks I am and then was miffed and a bitch about the honest answer for a few days. I would have happily settled for a charming half-truth like "I think you look pretty good." Or a cop out like "For me you are the most beautiful." But there I found myself, put in my place: AVERAGE.
Not being an ancient Greek or Roman Stoic sage, but as someone living in the internet fueled collective narcissism that has been the 21st century so far, I had to process this. In the end I decided to take it as a compliment: I must have a darn great personality, if a perfect 10 inside and out like my wife decides to waste her life on a meh looking dude like me (BTW, Honey, thanks for editing the first draft before I mail it to Klemens.) Or, if we put it in Stoic: I identified outward appearance as a "preferred indifferent" and prioritized a core value (family) over it. For once in my struggle to be a better Stoic, and hence a better man, I made progress. Yay!
This little victory is not so clear cut as it sounds however, because our term "indifferent" is harder than the Greek and Roman concept of "indifference". Our Stoic heroes were different from the competition, namely the Cynic school of philosophy. The latter regarded everything but virtue as completely irrelevant, unnecessary and even harmful to the pursuit of a virtuous, and hence good, life. The most famous Cynic today is a certain guy named Diogenes, I am sure you heard of. Yes, the one who allegedly made a discarded barrel his home and was, like all Cynics, essentially a philosophizing homeless person who loved bothering people in the street and invading their homes to discuss philosophy. With an emphasis on how wrong the involuntary listeners' philosophy of life was. I seriously doubt these guys were popular and did not get punched in the face a lot.
For a Stoic "indifferent" is far less exclusionary and rather means "nice to have". Which probably does not lend itself to be a good philosophic term. The Stoics even invited their followers to enjoy such "indifferents" and thereby occupied the, in my opinion perfect, middle ground between the radically ascetic Cynics and the as radically hedonistic Cyrenaic school. Such arriving at a synthesis between two already established philosophies had as much to do with hard won insight as with marketing. Competition for paying disciples was stiff between various philosophical schools in Athens and as far as we know led to attempts of physically pulling the competition's clients over into one's own gaggle. I like to suppose it also came to fisticuffs between opposing philosophers and would give a kidney to witness such a fight between august sages.
It was probably less intense for the Stoics, because, arrogant bunch as we usually are, we let people have things like good food, physical height (apparently a big issue in ancient Greece), health, success in sports and beauty. And are therefore better liked and less often assaulted than Cynics. You knew there would be a BUT: only as long as the pursuit of these nice things does not compromise our morality, especially the core Stoic virtues (like wisdom, temperance, justice and courage — these differ a bit over time and from one philosopher to the next. Stoicism is not nearly as rigid, hewn in stone, as ideologies and most organized religion are). "Preferred indifferents" should also not get in the way of their doing right by our fellow man.
Let us e.g. consider a slightly obese person who takes up exercising to lose a few pounds. Neither a Stoic nor any other sane person except maybe a Cynic would argue that this is a bad thing. However, motivated by initial success, this person now proceeds to intense, time consuming athleticism. Not an unlikely proposition since extreme exercising nowadays is the new midlife crisis. Take my word for it, been there, done that, got burned. This former chubby might even start to compete in ultra endurance events like marathons or triathlons. And begin to neglect spouse, parents and children, thereby not living up to a core Stoic virtue. This is where Stoics draw the line. Enjoy the good things in life. But do not become their slave or let them take over your life to the detriment of what is really important in a good life.
One would think it is as simple with aesthetics, but it is not. "Beauty" for Greek and Roman Stoics was a much broader concept than for us. In the age of Instagram we almost exclusively think of aesthetic, physical beauty. Inner beauty is something we attribute to the aesthetically undateable when we want to be nice about that. Real "beauty" for ancient Stoics was the sum of a well-rounded and proportioned body in accordance with nature and an equally as well rounded soul that lives in accordance with Stoic virtues. It is unlikely that the Stoics would have much admiration for modern supermodels who are usually extreme outliers in physical appearance and behavior. Or bodybuilders for that matter.
Despite myself being far from free from habitually reducing beauty to outward appearance, it makes me sad that we as a society have regressed behind people who lived as far back as 300 BC. But, if we want to reap the benefits of practical philosophy, we also have to (in true Stoic fashion) accept things we cannot change. None of us will convince any number of Instagram users to share thoughts instead of carefully curated selfies. Hence we need to have a conversation about beauty as it is generally understood today and consider the topic from a Stoic perspective to better deal with it on our way to a good life.
Studies thrown around the internet under click bait headlines want to make us believe that the beautiful people have it all so easy. They get higher pay, they rise faster in hierarchies and people are friendlier towards them. But is this really the case?
One thing I can tell you as an academically trained critic of science (I will be forever grateful to that philosophy professor) is that this is all so much junk that only makes us uglies and just-bearables-to-look-ats feel bad. In the first place nobody doubts that looking good is a preferable indifferent that has its advantages. But for the individual such a generality holds little promise.
Being beautiful according to the current societal norm is like an elite pedigree or rich parents. It can be a huge asset. Or it can be a millstone around your neck. I think especially if you are a great looking woman and look for someone who truly loves you for who you are, life can be as complicated as for a male millionaire who wants more out life than copulating with gold diggers by the pool: is he/she only with me for my looks/money and what happens if that is gone? The beautiful have it worse than the rich, because their looks will definitely be gone at some point. Before you roll your eyes, consider that a lot of these rich and/or beautiful people are profoundly unhappy. Hell, Brad Pitt has at several points in his life already let the tabloid reading public know he is not happy.
I think I only ever met two women who modeled. Both perfect beauties that teenage boys and later men were bending over backwards to please. Guys were queuing up just to get rejected and gave them cars as presents. Bot married well and had respectable careers outside fashion. You would think they had it all and it came to them easy. And then the first shot herself and the second became disabled after jumping out of a window.
A friend recently told me something he had witnessed at a supermarket. An unusually attractive and very well dressed woman seemed to be aimlessly wandering around aisles. Men were gawking, women were punching their mates in the ribs without bothering to check if their eyes wandered because they simply had. Finally this woman got a single item that she quickly slipped into her bag and made for the check out. You know where this is going: my friend forgot all about it until he saw her ducking into a building entry on his way home. Perfect beauty was drinking vodka straight from the bottle at some strangers' door at 10 am in the morning.
I regret focusing on women with my examples, but we still live in a society where women are way more judged by their looks than men and hence make better case studies for what can go sideways.
Do not get me wrong, however, I freely admit I would still rather be hyper attractive than not. But it is as we have seen a double edged sword. Also because being on top of the aesthetic food chain not only does something to those who are, but also to the beholder. I considered this recently and I think overall their experience with me was better for less attractive former girlfriends and is for all people in general. Because I become anxious, distant and envious around winners of the aesthetic lottery. And I suppose it is like that for a lot of people. I am just nicer, more self-confident and overall better for people in my league. But the beautiful are not monads living in castles, they are people like you and me who want to, who need to, connect with others. Now consider how your life would be if from most people you only ever get unwarranted admiration and flattery. Or standoffishness and envy.
So, next time you want to excuse getting fired with facial (in)justice, consider you being late all the time having more likely something to do with it. Let us in the middle or more to the bottom of the hit parade be content like true Stoics. And beauty being a preferred indifferent, let us also put a temperate amount of effort into improving our appearance which can never hurt. For most lacking in the looks department simple things like better grooming and losing a few pounds (or kilos in my case) by removing an unhealthy item like sodas from their diet go a long way. And might just be the step that gets us into good life territory. You might also kill two indifferents with one stone by improving your health as well.
Good luck my sister or brother in plainness. Stay strong and focus being beautiful in the Stoic sense. Maybe drop me a few a lines and tell me about your challenges and your victories.
This being the first of my meditations raises the question of how you will proceed from here on. I of course suggest, if you liked what you read, you stay with the series that I will continue to publish on amazon. I will explore more 21st century 1st world issues through Stoic glasses with an emphasis on that and only light amounts of philosophical theory. If you are a new to Stoicism and want to go deeper along with my meditations, I suggest you get a good comprehensive introduction into Stoicism like "A Guide to the Good Life" by William B. Irvine.
Please, also ignore my amazon kindle e-book on direct mail fundraising in German titled "Klasse statt Masse" and my introduction to this series "Why I write philosophical e-booklets and what the reader can expect."
[edited by Klemens Dombrowski]

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