We had a little bit of excitement this week. Thursday afternoon, I noticed that the computer monitor was not displaying the current time, as my screensaver would normally be having it do. After a bit of quick searching, I determined that the monitor was dead. By the time my wife got home from work and looked at it herself, I’d already realized that I had just over 24 hours until I needed to start posting this – so ordering a new monitor or waiting for the old one to be repaired were not ideal options. After my wife called several local merchants she remembered seeing computer equipment at, we learned that really the only place to get a new monitor from, in this entire town, was Walmart. As much as I hated to do it, we bought the monitor, and my PC is back in business.
About a half hour ago, I was on our front porch when a pickup-truck drove by pulling a flat-bed trailer. On the trailer were two portable outhouses, custom painted metallic silver. There was a wooden sign attached to the sides of both, and if I read it right, it said, “Political Action Service”.
That, by itself, was enough to get me laughing, and I shared it with my wife right away. But, the humor was compounded quite a lot when, about 20 minutes later, someone rang our doorbell. It was a young (mid 20’s?) woman looking for my wife. She said she was from the Democratic Party. I politely handed back the propaganda she offered, saying that we weren’t interested in either party at this time. She graciously accepted the materials and left. But I was thinking – “I know where this stuff really belongs.” In those outhouses! LOL.
We’ve had a rather long run of unseasonably wet weather this year. While it has wrecked havoc on the symptoms of arthritis that my body deals with, it has afforded me the chance to make a strange observation.
When I would normally be sleeping, but arthritis discomfort keeps me from doing it, my natural inclination is to immerse myself in watching comedy movies – but the truth is I don’t actually enjoy them at those times. I’ll put one in, and watch perhaps a half hour of it, then I’m sick of it an switch to a fantasy or something sci-fi. I’ve done it over and over again the last few months.
I have nothing against comedy movies, and watch them with my wife as much as any other genre, but they do not make me laugh when my body is hurting. I have no idea what this means, but it is interesting to consider.
I have a confession. I know that I have not been doing a good job of keeping these Saturday Posts going lately. There is a reason – my own shortsightedness.
You see, when I first started this, I had enough materials to make a post every week for over 3 years, and I have been getting new things every few months throughout. However, I didn’t set up a system to keep track of what I’d already posted, so eventually I couldn’t just look at the file folder and know what had or had not been used. I know that there is still a lot in that folder that I haven’t posted, but it’s a mess.
So, I’m not sure what to do next. The way I see it, I have a few options: I can start over and just post everything in alphabetic order; or, I can start over and move the freshly used files to a new folder that is “used”; or I can do a labor-intensive search of the past Saturday posts to identify what I’ve already posted and move them from the active folder. Of course, there are probably other ideas that you might have, and I’m willing to hear them.
So, if it matters to you – please leave a comment to let me know what you think my best course of action should be. I’ll consider everything suggested – so long as you follow one rule. Please don’t post any links to other sites or blogs in the comments.
Thank you for your ideas, and your patience.
Recently my wife and I were talking, and somehow the lyrics to “This Land is Your Land” by Woodie Guthrie came up. Well, I have a peculiar ability to screw up the words to songs, and come up with something that actually makes sense, but has no bearing on the original song, and that happened again.
Here are my new lyrics to that song:
This land is my land, this land is your land,
From the bloated egos, to the trampled minions,
From the hostile bigots, to the liberal half-wits,
This land was made for you and me.
On this day, one week before the start of a new semester at the local university, I’d like to address something that all college students will be faced with throughout the coming year . . . the ongoing battle of good versus evil.
It’s so pervasive, and long lived, that the terms we have to speak of it are myriad – yet probably none approach the universal use and recognition of “black and white”. Black – the color that represents the equal presence of all colors; white – the color that represents the absence of all colors. Those terms have nearly eternally been recognized as the short-hand reference to the battle between good and evil. Yet, I have a simple observation to point out that doesn’t get near the attention that it merits.
Good cannot exist in the absence of evil, and evil cannot exist in the absence of good.
Consider the typical, fully charged, battery. You pick it up, hold it in your hand, and know that it has the power to potentially do wonderful things. But it will do NOTHING until it is plugged into a circuit. Electricity is just a potential until it has somewhere to go. The same is true with an idea. Thus, it does not matter what your idea of a better universe is (and I guarantee that someone out there considers it to be evil), it NEEDS the presence of an oppositional idea to have somewhere to go, something to do.
Good and evil need each other to serve any purpose for those of us who invest time in thinking about them. Thus, it is an eternal waste of effort to invest yourself in the eradication of whatever idea is opposed to yours. I guarantee two things. If you succeed, it will be the death of your goal, because your goal will no longer serve a purpose. And , even if you consider that to be a fair trade, there are others out there who feel the same about beating your idea.
This apples universally – most especially to religion and politics. Thus, we need to all take a step back, a deep breath, and consider from a point of genuine sanity that what we honestly need is not a victory, but the ability to embrace in tolerance the ideas we most hate.
For those who enjoy reading anything that is not required for a course, or for work, there is one book I will recommend you read before this calendar year (2018) is completed:
GNOSTICISM: New Light on the Ancient Tradition of Inner Knowing – by Stephan A. Hoeller