Friday, December 31, 2010
Genesis 1
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Ein deutsches Requiem versus Zeppelin Feld
Oh, that the just may come to know it as the wicked do!
Ein deutsches Requiem
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
no problem
In other words, the 'problem' of evil is largely the 'problem' of suffering, but there are things worth suffering for in our conception (achievement, freedom, etc.), and the same things, when necessary, are worth permitting others to suffer for - again, in our conception. So it would be no surprise if God had things that were, in his conception, worth making us suffer for.
The problem of evil becomes a productive subject, however, when we step back and consider it in relation to how people accommodate themselves to religion. This is why the problem of evil becomes is more pronounced for a liberal than a conservative theologian.
In fact, this latter point can be backed into a point that isn't specifically religious. One crude account of the conservative impulse (contrasted with libertarian or progressive impulses) is that it flows from, and in proportion to, the considered view that human evil is widespread, salient, and persistent - in which case virtue had better set its jaw, gird up the loins of its mind, and set out into the world armed to the teeth.
My own view, admittedly a heuristic in the absence of solid evidence, is that any human individual, institution, or community is, by default, unless shown otherwise, to be taken as exactly half evil, half good, with the halves admixed: neither offering a division of each in two nor resolving into a third state neither good nor evil. This balance does strange things to conservative, libertarian, or progressive assumptions, and stranger things still to the implicit formulae that result from those assumptions. Those strange things are, I tell you, my convictions. They are why I must be an exile from politics, from religion, and from the other thoughtful societies - my thoughts are sports, neither hybrid nor purebred.
Epstein
perfect answer
Mr. Bloomberg, deadpanning: “You know, I regret everything in this world.”
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
mystery
displacement
Monday, December 27, 2010
felt
from John Donne
Thou knowest how poor a trifling thing man is,
And learn'st thus much by our anatomy,
The heart being perish'd, no part can be free,
And that except thou feed (not banquet) on
The supernatural food, religion,
Thy better growth grows withered, and scant;
Be more than man, or thou'rt less than an ant.
Then, as mankind, so is the world's whole frame
Quite out of joint, almost created lame,
For, before God had made up all the rest,
Corruption ent'red, and deprav'd the best;
It seiz'd the angels, and then first of all
The world did in her cradle take a fall,
And turn'd her brains, and took a general maim,
Wronging each joint of th'universal frame.
The noblest part, man, felt it first; and then
Both beasts and plants, curs'd in the curse of man.
So did the world from the first hour decay,
That evening was beginning of the day,
And now the springs and summers which we see,
Like sons of women after fifty be.
And new philosophy calls all in doubt,
The element of fire is quite put out,
The sun is lost, and th'earth, and no man's wit
Can well direct him where to look for it.
And freely men confess that this world's spent,
When in the planets and the firmament
They seek so many new; they see that this
Is crumbled out again to his atomies.
'Tis all in pieces, all coherence gone,
All just supply, and all relation;
Prince, subject, father, son, are things forgot,
For every man alone thinks he hath got
To be a phoenix, and that then can be
None of that kind, of which he is, but he.
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
another political one
The project of constitutional government is to configure the democracy so as to perpetuate and extend its blessings while mitigating its harms.
a political one
- A person who tries long enough, hard enough, scrupulously enough, and lacks demerits, should eventually be able to immigrate and, later, naturalize. The process for such a person may and should be lengthy and tedious, but should not be costly.
- There should be a material bias in favor of family reunification.
- There should be a means for rapid and effective humanitarian movement.
- There should be a very substantial bias in favor of academic and professional merit -- academically and professionally meritorious persons should have every incentive to live here.
- There should be a high, but absolute, limit on immigrant volume, keyed to the national population.
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
on the subway platform
Man to woman: "Oh my God, he fell how far?"
Woman: "At least 20 feet. They took him to the hospital. People were screaming"
Man: "I hope he's ok, but I wish I had been there to see that. Is that wrong?"
Yes, it's wrong. In fact, it's straightforwardly evil, the sort of evil common to us all. Rubbernecking is (slightly) more defensible, because there is a slight avoidance motive.
Monday, December 20, 2010
we
grip
now
Saturday, December 18, 2010
Friday, December 17, 2010
struck
Thursday, December 16, 2010
common
Take creationism versus evolution and aligned old-earth theories. If there were any factual plausibility -- even a small one -- to the creation and flood account, the mineral and oil industry would use it to price fields and predict valuable deposit locations. Nobody - not even a oil or mineral executive with a deep personal religious commitment to biblical inerrancy - will put real money on the flood account being true, or even on it being plausible. Contrast that with biblical references to ancient civilizations, towns, kings, battles and so forth. These are occasionally perfect in their accuracy, often partly true, sometimes invented. That's more than enough plausibility to motivate archaeologists to inform their digs partly using biblical material. If the creation and flood story were in the same "sometimes true, often plausible" category as the stories of ancient Israel, they too would be used for predictive purposes. But they are not.
So the debate over evolution in schools isn't about whether evolution is so. It is about keeping evolution out of the body of common knowledge. The motivation for this isn't necessarily bad. Although I do think evolution should be forthrightly taught in schools, I also recognize that some truths carry dangerous implications, and that bad moral implications can be and have been improperly but easily derived from natural selection. So I have patience for a debate over whether evolution should be taught, even though I have little patience for a non-scientific debate over whether evolution is so.
Now take an intermediate case: climate change. Here again, the serious money (the insurance and real estate industries) speaks clearly: there is a real risk here, although nothing like a certainty as to severity of effects. Will there be dire climate change? We do not know. Is there a serious risk of dire climate change? Yes.
The debate over climate change thus falls into two categories: the first treats likely outcomes, mitigating policies and efforts and the general probabilities. That's the genuine policy arena. Then there's the question of whether climate change is bogus - this is really a question about the boundary between common knowledge and esoteric knowledge, motivated by voting effects.
Most knowledge can't and shouldn't be part of common knowledge - there's only so much that will be known right across the range of normal adults in a society. But what gets in, is important for just that reason. Celebrity versus salience.
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
hen
regulation
autonomic
Sunday, December 12, 2010
silky
post
Saturday, December 11, 2010
oh
Friday, December 10, 2010
solvent
don't read this - it's dense and unclear
This is an intrinsically moderate position, in this sense:
- a conservative view is that we live in an order that exists underneath all our corrupting troublemaking, and that order would work well if only people would comply with and live out that order;
- a liberal view is that we live in a broken order that warps our fundamentally decent selves, and our decency would shine through if only the order were reformed to allow people to flourish.
My position is that what is made bent can never be straight, and that our human world is made of somewhat - but not very - bent stuff: ourselves.
It's also a position with its own peculiar weaknesses. Here's just one: nothing works suggests an idea of high function, and I ambivalently borrow those ideas from conservatives and liberals (I don't mean to polarize thought along political dimensions, but the axis orients this particular explanation nicely). The conservative system that works is a natural order, at bottom. The liberal system that works nourishes expression, at bottom. (Order and fertility are the poles of human effort, but that's another subject.) No human system reliably and sustainably results in either. But these ideals are exterior to my own conception. Muddling through - if you were tendentious and out to show me up - could very well be said to work, as muddling through.
My reply would be that my view of the world is moderate, but my ideals and dreams are liberal and conservative. Nothing works, said by an optimist, is a view that has to borrow it's ideals to function. And that's a weakness.
Thursday, December 9, 2010
basic
bureau, yet again
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
my hope
Monday, December 6, 2010
loosening
Enrich and break apart what they
Ingest along the way.
For this we value them.
Hope aerates the fields that lie before us,
Puts heart into us to till and turn, saying
Our plows will not be broken,
Our seeds will not smother,
Harvest will come, in season.
Hope, as an attitude merely,
Obscures rational expectation,
And is blinders to the horses among us
Who must trod, and trod:
Hope is mercy to them.
But hope, as a loosening of expectancy,
Is no mere attitude, but an ever-creeping
Function, deep in the fertile mind.
And there, may it be a healthy multitude;
Make more workable what reason sets upon;
Increase reason's scope, broadcasting seeds:
That rise to shoot, then ear, then full grain within the ear.
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Saturday, December 4, 2010
of A
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Gorgon
probably wrong
Anything that is cute may, by a slight change, be made scary. But most of what is scary cannot easily be made cute.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Monday, November 29, 2010
noise, heat, fuzz
I do not mean to preclude grand theories. Even an ideology may be of use, on balance. But the good grand theories and the useful ideologies, with all their heft and sweep, lie close upon the phenomena, even as an atmosphere clings to its planet.
vampiry
There are many reliable tests of which of those is in operation. The easiest: are greedy men, by their greed, producing usefully, allowing that the use may be subtle?
maybe
Saturday, November 27, 2010
trick question
Yes, it's a trick question. But it's also a hard question.
Thursday, November 25, 2010
what I am thankful for
Without being bigger.
You can be better
Without the prod of pride.
We can be better
By tending what we have.
She can be better
Tell her she is her own.
He can be better
Take none of what is his.
It can be better
As we each tend our plots.
They will be better
When their neighbors are.
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Service's Stalin
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Friday, November 19, 2010
alas
Thursday, November 18, 2010
invasive
Heuristics are called for: morals, mythologies, beliefs. And that's why I can't, as an agnostic, simply say I don't care what other people believe. What we believe, privately, has a profound public impact because our beliefs inform necessary acts in the absence of (or in the teeth of) full, true knowledge.
Peniel
more learned
I am not timber, clamped to a belt that ratchets towards the buzz saw of death. I am a man, and I will walk all the way, by my own feet, to my own purposes, and be in possession of my time, until I am cut asunder.
I will own myself and leave others glad that it is I and not they, and not fate, and none other, that so owns. I will reverence will; I will reverence love. I'll walk. Nobody and nothing will carry me but that which cannot be stopped, and even then, I will moonwalk upon the conveyer belt of time, as if the passage of my hours were by my own two feet.
what I have learned
But this is not what we do - we treat time not like a warehouse but as a vantage, and clear all impediments to our view of the desired next. Great open vistas, airy boulevards of time stretching to it, but at great cost in productivity.
A middle way is required - to self-discipline and redemption of the time, packing in the work, but also to permitting a certain joie de vue.
Monday, November 15, 2010
bureau again
malaprop
fortune cookie
Sunday, November 14, 2010
before next
Saturday, November 13, 2010
steely georgian
Friday, November 12, 2010
policy versus polity
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
parade
Monday, November 8, 2010
becalmed
magnificat
Friday, November 5, 2010
fujimori
Thursday, November 4, 2010
bureau
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
more today
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
today
Monday, November 1, 2010
next two
Sunday, October 31, 2010
next
Friday, October 29, 2010
zeppelin
lawyer
Thursday, October 28, 2010
beadle
Monday, October 25, 2010
words
Sunday, October 24, 2010
orlando
Friday, October 22, 2010
punctuation
All punctuation is, fundamentally, acoustic, not just at the moment of placement, but as a capitulation of the swell or ebb that preceded. But the dash is the most purely oral, most purely paratactic, of all standard contemporary punctuation -- the least syntactic, the least logic-plated: the least like a colon. (But lordy: I do like my colons!)
There used to be a rival to the dash for pure acoustic indication: that peculiarly poetic comma that grew from the King James translation's focus on church scripture readings. The comma of playwrights and politicians and preachers.
next
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
serve
Sunday, October 17, 2010
practice
Stepping out of my room a moment ago, I saw a bit of good parenting.
An affluent father with a dear little 5-year-old in tow approaches the housekeeper wheeling her cart down the hall.
Father: "Excuse me, ma'am, did you clean the rooms down this hall?"
Housekeeper: "Yes."
Father to daughter: "Okay, Sheila, go ahead and ask her."
The girl hesitates, but then says, "Excuse me, ma'am, but I put a Disney bag in the trashcan in our room." (She's been practicing.)
The girl bites her lip, her father takes her little hand, and he finishes the thought: "If it's not to much trouble, could you look for it?"
The housekeeper reaches into her bin and finds it after a few seconds' rummaging. She hands it to the child.
The little girl catches her breath, takes the little plastic bag, and after a moment hugs the housekeeper's leg and cries out: "Oh, thank you, thank you."
And I slip past.
He's a good dad. His "Excuse me, ma'am" was a simple bit of modeling, and effective. He had had already led his daughter into taking responsibility. A good showing all around, with a sweet and easy happy ending, too.
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
chords
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
bone carving
Neither is common: both are possible. Even in the absense of calamity, technological advance does not always ratchet forward.
Friday, October 8, 2010
work aright
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
porphyry
America will find its Napoleon if it fights many more significant wars in close succession.
-----:---:--:-.
But in creative writing, a really strong writer with a delicate hand can create a galloping sentence that joins clause after clause with propulsive colons. This can be thrillingly effective. Wilde has a few of these in De Profundis and they have the effect of the best cinematic montages that compress a development of years of into a minute of breath-snatching sequence:
It was, let me say frankly, the sort of letter I would, in a happy if wilful moment, have written to any graceful young man from either University who had sent me a poem of his own making, certain that he would have sufficient wit or culture to interpret rightly its fantastic phrases. Look at the history of that letter! It passes from you into the hands of loathsome companions: from him to a gang of blackmailers: copies of it are sent about London to my friends, and to the manager of a theater where my work is being performed: every construction but the right one is put upon it: Society is thrilled with the absurd rumors that I have had to pay a huge sum of money for having written an infamous letter to you: this forms the basis of your father's worst attack: I produce the original letter myself in court to show what it really is: it is denounced by your father's counsel as a revolting and insidious attempt to corrupt innocence; ultimately it forms part of a criminal charge. The Crown takes it up: the Judge sums it up with a little learning and much morality: I go to prison for it at last.
more inertia
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
inertia
Monday, October 4, 2010
now what
Sunday, October 3, 2010
aie
Saturday, October 2, 2010
Sally's Beauty Supply
- Total code: it turns out the "Five Star" line of Wahl clippers is the brand for thick, dense hair and thick beards prone to ingrown hairs. This isn't a bad approach since it doesn't imply that the line is solely for one hair type or one race. But it takes a while to catch on to. (And the other Wahl lines have completely different names - there isn't a Six Star or Four Star line, etc.)
- Total race: Oster has both an "Afro-American" line and an "ethnic" line. This approach is offensive in part because it is simply inaccurate. It's skittish and inaccurate enough that "black" would have been better by a tad. But only a tad: the trouble here is that hair type is being conflated with (rather than simply associated with) race. The only virtue of this approach is that it suggests what the better alternative would be.
- Total substance: Andis gives their clippers names, but prominent on the packages are what the clippers do: "Balding trimmer for thick, curly beards"; "All-day use clipper for any human hair"; "cut-down t-clipper for barber or veterinary use". This is clear, and it is focused on function: what do clippers deal with - various manipulations of hair of various types.
Good job, Andis. Second place to Wahl, since the total code approach does suggest that the specialized buyer (barbers, mostly) may know how a tool may be adapted to uses not anticipated by its maker. And Oster simply fails.
All in all, a really fine example of how especially accuracy, sometimes avoidance, but not obscurity, are the havens in which true respect of others is found.
Friday, October 1, 2010
youth; branding
This morning, much laughter - one kid is stocking the pastry case, and another is aiming coffee beans at her head. One at a time, about ten feet away, nice high arcs and pretty good aim. The third kid is impressed. Laughter all around.
Mock anger: "You're throwing beans at me!"
Sly answer: "No I'm not!"
Mock fury: "You are throwing beans at me!"
Arch reply: "It's Starbucks."
Happiness all around.
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
lesson
Now, I unpack that and see things about my parents revealed, and obscured. Truths about life exampled and mistaken. Lessons about language and rhetoric and politics, both helpful and not.
We are quickly afloat, even in so simple an anecdote. Neither meaningless nor telling, fully. The lesson, for the reflective thinker, is humility about ends and wonder at the abundance of ways and means.
Monday, September 27, 2010
faux-Emily
My soul is as my thigh.
What carries me no man can see,
But habit calls it I.
A socketed and stony stress,
Half-motive and half-eye;
The piston and the pivot press,
And being passes by.
next
Saturday, September 25, 2010
terrain
Friday, September 24, 2010
Thursday, September 23, 2010
swell
For them these ranks
And above them pipes of brass and tin.
To sound and show what
Builds a chapel into more,
In the heart of the translated preacher.
Who sees in his little place and littler flock
Not heaven but earth:
Cathedrals.
His service hitched
To the higher unseen.
And to the joy of chiseled grandeur.
Such words:
Not only hope and charity
But nave and sacristy,
Font and crypt,
Robe and stole,
Book and hymn,
Father.
a self-centered one
But I'm neither an executive nor a neat-and-tidy lieutenant. In an organization I have to be the exception to thrive, even though I don't lean into it or take advantage of it. I am inescapably other.
shades
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
part two
part one
But I do sometimes wonder whether the breathing space for precisely this feeling of meaningfulness is a result of actual meaninglessness. I wonder this because the range of possible and felt meanings is so very broad and fluid, both within myself and - much more - among people generally.
That is, if the world or life or both had a particular meaning, one supposes that meaning would constrict the range of felt meanings - since they would conflict. The image I have in mind is that of a grain of salt dropped into a super-saturated liquid, that instantly crystallizes - solidifies: even a little bit of real meaning would seize the free-wheeling feelings of meaning.
Maybe - maybe not. People can evade truths will little difficulty, after all.
The religious idea that a true God must hold back to allow us freedom is basically sound and capable of a great deal of sophistication in practice and consideration. And that's why the problem of evil doesn't do fatal damage to religion: the problem is exactly that - a problem, a serious one - but it isn't a contradiction or absurdity.
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
we
CCC
That's what I like about the Bluebook and the Bankruptcy Code and the UCC, anyhow.
Monday, September 20, 2010
desired
To work, and mean it. To build from experience to strength. To know the vanity of the plowing but to plow anyway, in straight lines well cut, to see the seasons pass.
Friday, September 17, 2010
make
And in that state, what works is what's best. Not because function is truth, but because function is the best test of small truths. And functional elements of a working sequence suggest incrementally larger truths.
Thursday, September 16, 2010
paralysis
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Monday, September 13, 2010
not stand
zip code
But this is not a put-down of crowds. If anything, it is a sort of deification. A person alive in a crowded world finds himself in the hands of the crowd, whether the crowd or the person would have it so or not. They - and their moods - are simply there. And there is a sort of dance of acceptance and resistance that follows, on the part of both. A mutual interference as a better alternative to self-loss, or bloodshed.
stop
Sunday, September 12, 2010
terror
climb
hi
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Friday, September 10, 2010
Thursday, September 9, 2010
right
Monday, September 6, 2010
Friday, September 3, 2010
the sea
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
pear
Monday, August 30, 2010
Friday, August 27, 2010
enlightenment
man in
Thursday, August 26, 2010
gestation
There are other correspondences between those Bishop's house scenes and the French prison scenes: the cinematic treatment of white, bright sunlight as a symbol for a certain kind of insistent evil - the peculiar evil latent in bleach or lime.
Dichogamy
comfort my people
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
elves
Fish gotta swim, birds gotta fly - mind gotta find causes.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
tipple
But to be had by a vice is to know the truth of Christ's comparison: sin is a harder master than virtue.
A personal discipline, though, does all that vice does - both in vigor and in harshness - and though it usually yields nothing, it may yield much.
Monday, August 23, 2010
go on
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, (even now I want to keep going)...
- I would often rather do that than think about something serious. And that's low down.
go
One wonders this even though mental inertia is easy to account for from thought based causes: clearing distractions, gathering facts, ordering work, segmenting concepts. All of that beginning-work is harder than execution, even when execution is drudgery.
Sunday, August 22, 2010
dray
Saturday, August 21, 2010
vow
Put short: Fidelity and infidelity are necessarily public acts.
Friday, August 20, 2010
neckbone
Thursday, August 19, 2010
sophistication
Lacenaire: I'd spill torrents of blood to give you rivers of diamonds.
Garance: I'd settle for less.
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
godzilla
The wretchedness of social man is that, to avoid bloodshed, we must tend to, placate and occasionally give way to that rather nasty agglomeration: a majority.
The glory of individual man is a peaceful path to a simple end, especially when that course was sweet to those nearby who knew it.
The glory of social man is the commerce of ideas and goods amongst the cities.
Saturday, August 14, 2010
this is what I try to give
Thursday, August 12, 2010
united church
hive
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
comforting the able
This is fulfilling both for the loving and the loved.
Of course, comforting one who is just shy of aware is the same, with the beautiful addition of explanation. Think of the wonderful relief of a correct diagnosis from a sympathetic doctor or friend.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
mitigation cloaked
more unnatural
unnatural
That is why the argument that something is natural - or unnatural - carries little weight with me unless it is part of a larger and more sensitive argument. For example, that it is unnatural for old people's knees to flex to the point of fully kneeling is a perfectly sound argument for kneeling benches at the parish church.
Monday, August 9, 2010
permanently tired
Perhaps - but they would have to be more tired than can be addressed by adaptation.
Friday, August 6, 2010
starting march
But nothing can follow that.
universal
But then again perhaps it is the feeling of an increased prospect of prevailing, even though the occurance is past, never to recur: for so much of what we feel is the sensation of an inward play, and in that uncoiling of mental scenario, what's past is here, even as what might be, or what's hoped for, is here.
But what is here, often enough, is merely and flatly here. Daily bread. Quotidian. The alternatives, the glorious present, comes in three forms: the synchronicity of mental scenario and occurrence, which is a realization, or an absence of scenario that leaves us bare within occurrence, which is enrapture, or the sudden change of situation, which is transport.
sharp ascender, bowled decender, reaching tail
What a beautiful word August is, if said at a moderate speed, written with a good hand, or printed from a friendly roman font.
Thursday, August 5, 2010
aha
Honor your father and your mother, so that your days may be long in the land that the Lord your God is giving you.
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
more eames
twain
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Monday, August 2, 2010
bald egal
Where status builds a wall that conceals the charitable or woeful offense, however, friendships are again easy.
glad hand
very well, thank you
Sunday, August 1, 2010
desire
design
On some days this is the happy and industrious sense of doom that lights my way.
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
or DC
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Neptune
Monday, July 26, 2010
siren
Friday, July 23, 2010
caffine
Vulgarity is exaggeration.
Or very nearly so.
Exaggeration is a means of thought, argumentation and expression, and as such it is useful although overused because it is easier than the alternatives. It is sometimes also an aesthetic end in itself, and as such can be beautiful unless it is becomes pornographic.
Exaggeration in all its varieties is at its best when it is a means of simplification, and at its worst when it is lost to means and ends and exists merely as an unconscious personal characteristic or habitual stimulant.
Alexis
Thursday, July 22, 2010
auto
switch
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
escalade
And so with all forms of carriage. A pine box needs something with which to cover itself if it is to really to honor its contents.
furrow
That must be done
So do it.
I will,
I said I would,
I like to work
And I need the money.
Or not the money but to be
Left to work this field I need.
For these tools are what are mine
And these blisters tell me
I am a man.
But let it be this field:
Not for its good soil,
Not for my fellow hands
But because of its place.
Well placed, for from it we can
Hear that love, that carillon,
Whose bells reach no park and no shore,
None at leisure but only
Nearer fields, that are plowed
To the faded tang of long seconds
That bear foundry air,
Heavy from ore.
In this field,
When the good wind carries,
The hands can hear
The peals that call
As if to reverence him,
To whom,
I toil.
going home
Sunday, July 18, 2010
bakbakk bakbakk bakbakk
The word locomotive manages to be both onomatopoetic and classically rooted, both awkward and elegant.
I'll bet there were Ceasers who were less Latinate.
Saturday, July 17, 2010
well
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Monday, July 12, 2010
congregation
The idea that life is about productive tension is the serious stake-claim of democratic or religious thinking. The observation that democracy and religion are great taming forces is the underlying justification for either.
Less bloodshed and plenty to think about is not a bad bargain.
Sunday, July 11, 2010
picturesque
Friday, July 9, 2010
taurus
more tourist
tourist at home
And again, it is not so simple, because the motivation of the less ignorant or less stupid may be complicated by the sense that ignorance is companionable, somehow precious, while stupidity is not, and although inborn, is to be blamed on the individual as the taking of series of bad choices.
There is a great danger of treating those around us not as our neighbors but as our setting.
burble
Thursday, July 8, 2010
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Ham
And a few things that are right are bad. Some truths are wicked, except in the abstract.
And that is my point: that there is such a thing as a truth whose revelation is damaging in every plausible context; and there are many flawed things (and even some wrong things) that are usually helpful.
cnbc
People, at their most money-mesmerized, are an awful temptation. They seem, to the wrong mind, to cry out to be defrauded, pillaged, bamboozled, swindled, taken for a ride, given a bill of sale...
wd-40
communion
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
no land
blurt
Saturday, July 3, 2010
medieval glass
The first type is geometric, for which the sense of the clauses is focused and inward facing, and the larger meanings are reticulated.
The second type is flowing and carries its sense by connection and the lapidary anticipation and recapitulation of meanings that will, and now has, and next had, their moments.
The third type is perpendicular, and is a rigid combination of the geometric and the flowing: each clause is focused on itself; each clause is regularized to fit; and each part flows in formation like a parading soldier.
All three types are, in successful experience, combinations.
For the geometric, the sustained interest of the intelligent reader suppliers the flow, and by so doing enlivens the material and enables the writer's restraint in connections and devotion of superstructure to greater ends than the mere supply of coherence.
For the flowing, the particular attention of the intelligent reader catches the lapidary meanings, and by so doing gives purpose to the movement and frees the writer from the need to stop for each item.
For the perpendicular, the writing is itself sustained and particular, and the reader is rapidly freed to consider the completeness of, or alternatives and additions to, the order and elements of the writing. Or the reader is simply freed to pass quickly through. Or the writer has stopped short of subtler analysis.
For the weak or hurried writer, the perpendicular is the most accessible of the excellent forms. And for the weak or hurried reader, it is the same: the perpendicular is the most accessible.
For the informed but not brilliant reader, the sensation of flowing writing is the most like stepping momentarily into having a superior mind (if the writer had one).
For the intelligent but underinformed reader, the reticulated nuggets of the geometric are the most easily apprehended and utilized, a ready borrowing of the writer's specialized experience.
Friday, July 2, 2010
$
pleasure
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Strauss
thrill
Monday, June 28, 2010
dry
Sunday, June 27, 2010
more grip
Liberal institutions (unions, legal aid societies) are as prone to ossification, bloat, waste and menacing uselessness as conservative institutions (chambers of commerce, the farm lobby).
Conservative movements (nativism, purification movements) are as prone to populism, classism, duplicity, brake failure and to throwing the baby out with the bathwater as are liberal movements (humanitarian efforts, rights expansion).
The core insight is that none of these works well, but that the alternative (no movements and no institutions; or else only liberal or conservative instances of one or both) would be even worse.
grip
The analogy holds for its implication of paralysis, too: we cannot dig recklessly, but often we must dig. To work at civil life is the surest way to illuminate it, even though the trenchwork simultaneously threatens what is in place.
I accept as true that civil life is ever put at risk by both change and sameness, and by about equal measure. The moderate is the muddler; the wisdom we need is that of the muddler; civilizations that succeed muddle through. I hate revolutions and oppression alike, but accept that both are - wretched truth! - occasionally the least evil option.
Saturday, June 26, 2010
retracing eames
ceruse
Friday, June 25, 2010
shorthand
I move in the meritocratic direction, yes, but from a popular foundation - or, better, entirely within a popular whole. I am a small-r republican last and I am a small-r democrat first. The democracy is the means to an ennobling end.
Thursday, June 24, 2010
sandbox
And likewise with a system of thought: that a system is not initially or eventually or internally clear is no argument against it, but only against using in a context that demands ease.
The difficulty of an idea, or the the obscurity of a system, may be the grit that gives the idea traction, or the compaction that gives an idea utility.
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Washington
One reason it has been preserved is that it is one of those rare practical things that can actually be addressed by the management of set-piece media kerfuffles and the theater of wise old men. "Gentlemen, you will permit me to put on my spectacles, for I have not only grown gray but almost blind in the service of my country."
pug
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
more future
Exactly the part of you that can reason about the future is your mind. The remainder of your neural function is not.
Exactly that in you that bears on the future is your spirit.
These are not definitions, much less explanations, of mind or spirit, but rather only tests for detecting what is or is not mind or spirit.
But conclusions and assumptions do flow from taking the test to be valid. And I espouse every such conclusion or assumption I have been able to think of. For example, that the mind is part of the spirit. Or that, if it were shown that storing nuts for the winter is not instinctive but a matter of planning, then squirrels have minds.
wait don't cross
Put short: Retreat is an essential tactic, but stalling is usually cheaper and better than retreat when the reasons for a would-be retreat are already known.
map quest
P P
P.P
P P
And you split it up like this:
P Z
Z.P
P Z
Then there is going to be trouble, and, folks will be apt to blame that trouble on the inhabitants rather than the divvying unless they have the map continually before them.
10 kilosamars
Monday, June 21, 2010
U.S.A.
Saturday, June 19, 2010
disaster
From a human standpoint, I suppose the properly predominant unit of measure for most crises is net annual migration per capita.
Friday, June 18, 2010
spectre
etaoin shrdlu
Thursday, June 17, 2010
primer
Corruption is spoilation. Moisture corrupts iron. Mold corrupts bread. Maggots corrupts flesh.
Money, by contrast, sterilizes. Money neutralizes. Money flattens. Money numbs. Money, above all, connects. (It is almost possible to say that money is pure, abstracted connection in metered, persistent form.)
It is then, after the monetary connection, that something corruptive floods onto the sterilized, neutralized, flattened, numbed object, and it corrupts. Money only prepared the way.
That's why I try to say, not that money corrupts, but that a payment corrupts. Because it emphasizes the hand that conveys the money, because it implies the purpose behind the monetary priming of an object, that, very likely, is about to be shellacked.
(Yes, I know I am pushing analogies too hard. But remember, these posts are partly me horsing around.)
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
will
Of course, the law doesn't have to be good for the point to hold. Imagine being black in a segregated southern town during the time of Jim Crow laws, and you want to walk into a whites-only restaurant. That honest-but-enforcing-an-evil-law beat cop is going to work the same way on your will. That you might gather courage and step in anyway is a clear indication of just this, and that the tactic of nonviolence might occur to you just then is still further indication of the basic relationship.
What is essential is not the goodness of the law, but the law and force be tightly conjoined: each component must be clear (the law in meaning, the cop in ability) and the conjunction must be tight (no bribes, no unenforced laws). Otherwise, we are not dealing with our will, but only our reason, on the one hand, and our animal fear, on the other.
butter
Now, many actions in our world are quite abstract, for example a periodic bond payment. In this realm of abstract action, the law, itself abstract, appears to operates quite directly and to have a force unto itself. And that is a doubly useful appearance: it butresses compliance and simplifies the conditions for action. But the compulsion is still a matter of the prospect physical force and not the law itself: a server room can be stormed, a transmission can be scrambled, a copper wire may be cut, and - since this is hardly a modern issue - a mind may be stopped by a blow to the body.
license
humus
In this we are like earthworms. We thrive neither in solid rock nor in open air. What we want is loamy, fertile soil, shot through with variation - pockets of air, some roots and gravel, and moderate variation in moisture. It is in the intercomposition of freedom and force that we live and work and have our being.
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
yes
Monday, June 14, 2010
employment
welcome and forgive
And there is a similar knack for accepting sincere apologies.
Sunday, June 13, 2010
how
double take
Heard: "I'd like to be a call boy for you."
?!
Pause.
Think.
Deciphered: "I'd like to be called going forward."
Aha!
Phew - good.
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
african violet
A fair number of people, especially good people, are possessed of a need to maintain a feeling. A person may need constantly to feel loved, or to feel hope, or to feel meaningful (or important or respected or successful).
And, of course, this is one of the two primary reasons people have pets - to have constant access to the preconditions to a certain, needed feeling (the other primary reason is a desire for fun, stimulating interactions). Typically, the pet owner who needs a feeling personifies more, projects more, and interacts with the pet in a richly interiorized manner. (The pet owner who wants fun tends to get out and play with her dog, or gets into breeding, or otherwise displays a rich external life with the pet.)
But one who needs a feeling usually doesn't have a pet. The feeling is itself cultivated, directly although usually not consciously. (For some people, it will be conscious: "I must maintain my sense of hope" -- this is a complication to the need that I'll come to later.)
This feeling, then, comes to center (or joins the other centers) the orbiting life of the needing person. Just as an eccentric orbit implies a planet's unseen center of gravity, an eccentric life (that is otherwise well-ordered) implies an individual's unseen center.
And that center may be what we are talking about now: a need to maintain a feeling. A life that is all stability and predictability is not best, even if it is ideal, strictly speaking. But there are only so many eccentric forces that a person can productively sustain. The need to maintain a feeling is hardly fatal, and not always even bad. But it always saps the limited momentum of a life, and for that reason, is to be avoided if possible.
I have no need to maintain any feeling. My maladies lie elsewhere. So I am alarmed when someone says -- actually says -- that he or she must have a particular feeling, that this feeling is their lifeblood. I hear addiction, and I fear a gravitation tug that threatens to yank their life entirely out of orbit. But -- and in this respect it is just like an addition -- such an acknowledged need is very hard to counteract effectively, and impossible to counteract (effectively or not) without force and collateral damage. Some people will be too weak to withstand the trauma of the repair, and can only be accommodated in their eccentric revolutions about their needed feeling. It is as if not Juliet, but a potted african violet, were the sun.
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
diurnal
And then, just now, to see that word typed out - evening - and to feel the interplay between the patent noun and the verb latent: well, the beauty of it. A poem of one word.
Monday, June 7, 2010
and down
I push myself to include my body in my notion of who I really am, because that doesn't come easily and I think it is just. But on days like today, where there is such an obvious, nonrational physicality to how my body is, and how it is not like me and what I am doing, the push is useless and I can only think of my body as it, not me.
I'll go back to owning my own skin tomorrow, I suppose.
Monday
Saturday, June 5, 2010
up
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
media
The point was, of course, "fill your bowl with nice things" - the bowl being your mind, and the table being your choice of what to think about and watch.
The excercise would be dopey, except that it was directed at 5-year-olds, for whom the transition from not putting lint in your mouth to not putting it in your cottony head runs down a short, clear path. But I can't help watching adults import news-related angst into their lives, to no purpose, without thinking that, folks, if you can't handle the news, and you're not involved in what's covered, you're actually better off, sad to say, with the childish lesson of bowls and feathers and lint.