While I think there are legitimate problems that philosophy aims to deal with, I contend that a not small subset of what we might think of as the “big” problems in philosophy aren’t real problems, but rather examples of ambiguity masquerading as mystery. A few prime examples are “what is it like to be a bat?”, “why is there something rather than nothing?”, and the “hard” problem of consciousness. I’d also suggest that to those that ask these questions earnestly, there is no answer that would satisfy, making them not really honest questions, but rather rhetorical ones. If you examine what each of these questions (and others) are rhetorically pointing toward… it’s ambiguity.
I think there are those that would suggest that this ambiguity is an arrow pointing toward some mystery in the world. While not impossible, we know a lot about language, and we know that ambiguity is common and often confuses and confounds us. If an apparent mystery can be equally well described as insoluble for decades or centuries, or just a trick of language, we know how common tricks of language are. I get how viscerally we feel like these are real problems, but I have yet to see that we can demonstrate that they actually are.
Let me tackle “what is it like to be a bat?”. Literally, the question is asking about simile. It is asking “what is similar or comparable to being a bat?”, however, in philosophy, we are trying to ask something more like a combination of “what does it feel like to be a bat?” and “what is it to be a bat?”. When posed as the original question, these feel like the same thing, but they are clearly different. “What does it feel like to be a bat?” is an exercise in imagination, and another request for simile. We might answer it like this:
To be a bat would be like swimming in the ocean. Where you cannot really hear much underwater and have to rely on your other senses, just so with the bat and sight. it would also be like being surrounded by elephants. As a bat, you would be much smaller than many creatures around you…
You can take issue with how well I described what it might feel like to be a bat, but certainly you can see that I am actually answering the question as asked. The distinct question, what is it to be a bat is also perfectly answerable. To be a bat is to be a winged mammal of the order Chiroptera.
I think that the reason this problem feels so much like a real problem and not an example of ambiguity is because cognitively, we lean so heavily on language to model the world, that sometimes we can temporarily forget that the word isn’t the thing it describes.
I’ve never deeply studied Wittgenstein, but it seems to me that this is what he was saying. I think these problems are examples of our intelligence being bewitched by our language.