A sense of urgency, the unhappy need to simplify, not do things the naturalway... and then something moves, a complication disappears, and there's time,just enough time, to do things right.. each turn fully developed.. not a lotof tolerance for imprecision though..
I think of the cadence of your speech, no words.. the distinctive vocalpatterns.. I can almost hear it.. talking with no content.. it's nota concrete memory or construction.. but it's clearly sensory. Memories ofimpressions are kind of funny things... the memory of an anticipation, orof a desire, or of things like this.. hard to summon.
Last night, I took Jason back to Cleveland.. it was another strange breakfrom reality.. drinking from the past.. So many conversations.. conversationsI might've had years ago if things had ended up differently. And now things areback to normal.. urban design, marrage and commitment, various good books toread, consumerism... it was nice to have someone to talk to again. Oneconversation concerned doubts as to sustainability of marrage -- the worry thatpeople will drift apart in time, and what was once a strong connection will,over the years, become a weak one. I don't see things that way -- I think thata lot of the time, when people are in proximity, friends or life partners, theirprogression in life is shaped by each other, and that keeps people from changingtoo much in divergent directions. Further, a good partnership or a strongfriendship provides a mirror by which each person can better progress, and so,far from marrage stunting personal growth, doing without it, long-term, may belike shaving without a mirror. Despite all I've seen, and what I've experienced,I think traditional notions of love, fidelity, and even marrage(sic), or somesocial equivalent, is quite a good thing for happiness and personal growth, andit's something I'd like to have someday. I hope someday to find a third (orfourth, or ...) person who I can get enthused about sharing my life with, withthose expectations/hopes. We also talked about the hills of Pittsburgh, how theydiffer from San Francisco's hills (to me, Pittsburgh's hills seem a lot lessstructured -- SF's hills seem like a contractor was hired to make hills),differences in the public transit, the tendency, as business gets bigger,for it to be less of a fun place to work, what it means to feel like part ofa community, and ways restaurants are arranged. We walked around a lot ofSquirrel Hill, tried to go rock climbing (but arrived too late for the class),and visited IKEA. It was awesome -- I wish I had had more time, but schoolworkand stuff adds up when not attended to. It's odd though -- I feel like I've beenwalking through old pictures -- 5 years ago, was it?
A swirl of thoughts.. "I died in Nam" "Moonlighting as a rock".. seeing therocks wander on the road, on campus.. so many out of place rocks... She'sswimming up to me.. "You wouldn't get back with her, would you?" "Maybe"Treating all claims that people must do XX because their religion says soas instead that they simply choose to do XX. Cut through the excuses thatlet people get away with things because of this. We must learn not to care, toroutinely discard the privileges people claim because of faith, real or not.Faith is not privileged, it is not a hall pass. You say you must do XX becauseyour faith tells you to. No, you do it because you find XX, or some causalchain relating to that, to be good, and we treat you without theinstitutionalized redirection to the unassailable, which we still assail, by theway. "Interesting Liberal Persons" -- a better name, or description, at least,of a group we seek.
Good Value Analysis is nonparameterized. To be honest, which is hard for manyphilosophies, includes the ability to follow other value weightings, orparameterizations, into the different arrangements they suggest, withoutpretending that they all result in one's own arrangement, or, worse yet, thatthere is only one parameterization. Unusual honesty/openness is the hallmarkof good philosophy, more than novelty or boldness. I note with joy that manyof the criticisms of the left I made earlier, as a libertarian, remain thingsI can stand behind, with the provision that I temporarily re-parameterize myvalues in the Libertarian way.
China, as I might've commented on before, isn't too keen on payingroyalties on foreign standards, and so is doing its own development ofreplacement technology. This is a good thing for China, and for the world.IP is a very bad thing, and if China's moves result in a freer world, goChina! It's amusing, in a sense, that a country where most civil liberties arerelatively restricted, that other such liberties, freedom from claims of peoplewho decide they own abstract concepts and shove people around because of it,are better preserved. Plutocrats exist everywhere.. but in their conflict,freedom can be found..
A Fundie Exodus? Sounds wonderful. They can finally seethat their rosy picture of the past has a complete disconnect with reality, andwatch, more visibly, their children leave their sheltered lives.. or maybethey'll just get out of the rest of our faces.
It's funny how, when it happens to the right people, even the least interestingof events is big news. BushJr fell off of a bike.
I'm thinking about converting my BLOG to use something like Wikipedia'smarkup language. Hell, maybe I'll do a complete rewrite, and attempt to makea hybrid Wiki/blog piece of software.. might be interesting.
Jason pointed me at the Palm interface to slashdot.It's a lot thinner than the main interface -- tempting to use it for thatreason.Here's another interesting thing: a device to record allconversations and a lot of images from one's life. How would that change theworld? I think quite a lot -- there are a lot of people.. most people, perhapsnearly all, who are unaware of the fine details of their lives, and misrememberconversations, events, things seen and done, and think their memories are,nontheless, complete. To have authoritative record, and to be able to checkon it in these circumstances to resolve differing accounts or to reviewinterpretive processes, I don't know if that would force people to mature, orif it would destroy them.. truth as a drug may be lethal in sufficientconcentration.
A laugh, you spin around in delight... and overwhelm me.. I doubt yoursanity even as I admire the beauty of your personality.