My intention was the preceding post as my final comment on The Dawn of Day. After all the featured quotation by Nietzsche appears on the last page of his book. And yet three more “pearls of wisdom” remain, which beg for comment. The first of the three aphorisms is equivalent to a Molotov cocktail…
It is snowing outside. It is the first snow of the season to significantly cover everything, and the snowplows are out. Snow covered asphalt reacquaints us with the laws of physics. With a warming climate, winter snow, as it happens, comes later, and less of it. I can remember the blinding snowstorms of many…
Evil was visible, opaque, localized… We have exorcised it, liberated it, liquidated it. But has it, for all that, ceased to be Evil? Not at all: it has become fluid, liquid, interstitial, viral. That is the transparence of Evil. It is not a transparency in the sense that you might see through it. It…
January 20th, inauguration day represents for me a frontier, a line of demarcation in time. Following that day I expect palpable change to swiftly be imposed upon the country. Efforts ongoing to erase the crimes committed by the president-elect are sure to proceed with enhanced efficiency to their revisionistic end. America is to be…
The journey to better understand Jacques Lacan’s system of thought continues. In a few days we will turn the page on 2024. 2025 brings the inauguration of Donald Trump on January 20th. The first quotation featured in today’s post reminded me of the President elect. Our institutions proved hollow, without power to incarcerate him…
Another day, and yet not just ‘another’ day. There has never been, or can there ever be a segment of space and time that mirrors, replicates this one. The “eternal return” as a rule-of-thumb is a safe bet. Patterns become familiar. We’ve seen them before. Would we expect anything else? Matter and the personalities…
The lines quoted below were read several days ago. I was confused. I thought about revisiting Nietzsche’s point of view, as more time was needed to absorb what he seemed to say. A collection of blown glass pumpkins that I encountered while Christmas shopping yesterday reminded me of the written lines about beauty. The…
Like you I struggle to regain emotional equilibrium in the aftermath of the expressed will of the majority of my countrymen to cede the next four years of the Presidency to a con-man entertainer, to a life-long molester of females, to an insurrectionist. The White House, both houses of Congress, and the Supreme Court…
One of my objectives upon retiring is to read the great works of Homer, the Iliad and the Odyssey. I have purchased several translations with this in mind. These tales remain a cornerstone of culture. Even in Plato’s day the bronze age saga of the great war between the Greeks and Troy was ancient….
Just suppose for a moment… If you could imagine the ultimate game, one which you and I are outside observers,… As nonparticipants, god-like spectators removed, we notice something: the unending suffering, nuanced, background discomfort all the way to extreme agony of the players. Additionally notice how the self-aware creatures assume their suffering is a…
