"If there is a sin against life, it consists perhaps not so much in despairing of life as in hoping for another life..."
Albert Camus
What are they talkin' about?
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Tuesday, November 20, 2007
It's funny (or ironic?), but I a few days after posting this my Dad and I had a heated (yet civil) discussion about the choice to do violence to another person. Under our violence conversation was of course the issue of the righteousness and glorification of war, the current one and others, but seeing as how we were out in the carport on thanksgiving night, Mom decided the convo needed to be cut short. But part of what he was saying was that there is not only the choice to do violence (i.e., drop the bombs) but also the choice to receive the violence -- to be in the place where the bombs will be dropped... Does this have merit? Or is it rationalization to assuage guilt?
Sunday, November 18, 2007
"A woman's guess is much more accurate than a man's certainty."
R. Kipling
"A woman moved is like a fountain troubled,
Muddy, ill-seeming, thick, bereft of beauty,
And while it is so, none so dry or thirsty
Will deign to sip or touch one drop of it."
W. Shakespeare
thanks, Bro, although I hope you didn't just call my woman thick and bereft of beauty...
R. Kipling
"A woman moved is like a fountain troubled,
Muddy, ill-seeming, thick, bereft of beauty,
And while it is so, none so dry or thirsty
Will deign to sip or touch one drop of it."
W. Shakespeare
thanks, Bro, although I hope you didn't just call my woman thick and bereft of beauty...
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
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