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  • Jul. 7th, 2009 at 7:23 PM
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Hullo Folks,

Nothing too important to say this time. I just got wind of my financial aid for the coming school year. I've never had financial aid before, and I've spent 3 years at a 2-year college in my home town figuring out what I want to do and mustering the courage to move out and go after it. Of course I ended up getting my heart set on the most expensive private university in my state. I knew approximately what the bill would be like. I knew it, and decided that it was worth it. Now I have been hit with the sudden realization that I will be almost tripling my debt (from 3 years of education) with the cost of this coming year. I didn't manage to save any money to put towards this, and my parents can't help me at all. Everything is going to be scholarships, grants, and student loans (subsidized or otherwise). But, I made my decision, and I won't let the numbers scare me... at least, I'm hoping I won't.

Educate: <i>educere</i>, "to bring out." Education is a process... the process of bringing out that aptitude which lies inherent in the individual. I just hope that what I get outta myself is worth being in financial debt the rest of my life.

What am I talking about?? Of course it will be! I will make it so, dammit! What is money, anyway, other than a means to an end? Can there be any better end than becoming the best you can be? Eu prattomen, after all. Live well, do well, fare well. Farewell.

Just a little sticker-shock I guess.
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Hullo Folks,

And now for something at least a bit different:

I am incapable of normal sleep patterns. Instead, I read things and muse.

To flip a coin and bet on heads is to enter the domain of the gods. To draw a card to a four-card straight flush is to enter the domain of the gods. To read the marks on this patch of earth and begin a hunt is to enter the domain of the gods. And when the coin turns up heads, when the fifth card fills your straight flush, and when the hunt succeeds, it doesn't matter whether you believe in one god, a thousand gods, or no gods at all, you know that the universe has taken notice of you, that you've been in touch with the fountainhead of meaning and being.
-Daniel Quinn, The Story of B

After reading this I had to stop a moment to allow at least a few of several thoughts run around for a bit, before I could even move to mark the page where I stopped reading. First, I thought, "Yes!" Second, I thought about how all the things in my life have led me to this quite unexpected position (which I am starting to feel is where I am supposed to be). The million tiny gambles I took that led me to the cusp of this new adventure... that leads anyone to the cusp of the new adventure of every moment... surely it feels like magic... but only when things are going well.

It is easy to see that things, as they happend, are how they were meant to happen - when they bring you to fortune. The universe validates your inquiries with the ultimate affirmative. Yes, you can go do things you never dreamt were for you to do. Why? Because you dared to ask. "Only the curious have something to find" (Nickel Creek, This Side). And yet...

And yet, as right as it feels to say, "Yes, I sought for my path and it was opened for me," I can't help but notice:

If P, then Q.
Q.
Therefore, P.

If something is meant to be, then it will happen.
IT happened.
Therefore, IT was meant to be.

Another of Bokonon's shameless lies, is it? And yet...

Sometimes there is more truth in an army of shameless lies than in a single, straight-faced claim of absolute truth. Does it all hinge on your definition of "meant to be?"

Are we really where and when necessity meets freedom? If we feel as though we have recieved affirmation from "the fountainhead of meaning and being" when things go our way, and as though we were forsaken when they do not, is there no meaning in the in-between? Are our lives, unless they take dramatic turns for the better every day, without meaning in the off-season? IS there an off-season? If the gods are ignoring us when we lose 8 games in a row, are they trying to teach us a lesson? Is it tough love? Is pain always as "meant to be" as happiness? Why do we need to know?

Why does a cricket need to chirp?
Why does a child need to dance?
Why is a raven like a writing desk?

Expression? Do we, in seeing that our wills are aligned with the universe, feel that the universe is an expression of ourselves? - Or rather, that we are becoming a more adequate expression of the universe?

Is it all one question?

What is the question?

... what is the question?

It's not "Where?" It's not "When?" It's not "What?" It's not "Who?" It's not "How?"

I am even beginning to doubt that it is "Why?"

Is there an interrogative word we don't have in our vocabulary?

Throughout my schooling, it was as if I slept deeply. The beginning of my education was when the alarm clock became a noise in my dream. Now I can recognize that, although it sounds to me - in this dream-like state - as if the person I am speaking with has suddenly begun uttering the same unintelligable syllable, loudly and at regular intervals, this is in truth the alarm clock on my dresser trying to pull me out of slumber. Am I Zhuangzi dreaming that he is a Butterfly, or a Butterfly just waking from a dream that he was Zhuangzi?

I don't think I would mind being Zhuangzi. I can't say that I'd mind being the butterfly, either.

Well then, being Andy suits me just fine, as well. Awake, Asleep, or adrift in hypnopompic mist.

Such is the speech of the not-quite awake. (But trying to be)

What a tedious thing, to want to know everything. Do something with it!

Don't look for the meaning of life in a bowl of alphabet soup, and then go hungry.

"You said I took the name in vein. I don't even know the name. But if I did, well really, what's it to you? There's a blaze of light in every word. It doesn't matter which you heard: the holy or the broken hallelujah."
- Leonard Cohen, Hallelujah

Perhaps I should look into sleep aids.

Rights, Respect, and Consequences...

  • Jun. 29th, 2009 at 2:31 AM
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Hullo again, Folks.

Before I get into what it is I truly have to say, I’d like to share with you a little story:

When I was in elementary school, I remember what we did year-after-year on the first day of school. Other than all the get-to-know-ya activities, I recall going over the classroom rules. During that discussion (which was accompanied by a handout for us to take home for our parents to sign) the teacher typically had visual aids: three laminated posters. One said “Classroom Rights,” the second, “Classroom Responsibilities,” and the third, “Consequences.” We never spoke of Rights without Responsibilities, and never the twain did meet in discussion without further talk of Consequences. From the time I was old enough to read, these three terms were inseparable in my mind.

Now, perhaps I am slightly biased by my early schooling, but I don’t think this is a bad thing. It seems to me that these are essential lessons for children of all ages. However, I seem to notice that so many adults I’ve seen in my every-day life or even in the media have missed-out on the last two thirds of this lesson. Maybe they fell asleep every year the first day of school?

There is so much pressure in a society which emphasizes the Liberal Individualistic view of the ideal society (Rights Theory, etc.) on those Rights. “I have the right to my property. I have the right to spend my money the way I want to. I have the right to sue you for allowing my child to be exposed to something of which I disapprove on your television station. I have the right to petition the local library to ban books which offend my delicate moral sensitivities, and call said library a porn shop should they refuse to comply.” (That last is specific to an incident from my own community.) Yes. You have those rights. I wouldn’t dream of taking them away from you.

The problem is, there are many people today who are seldom responsible with or for their rights. You have the right to choose, and your choices have consequences for which you must take responsibility. You are responsible not only for the consequences of the things you have a right to chose, but also for continuing to ensure that those rights are honored for and by all. The consequence for not fulfilling that responsibility is that everyone’s rights are diminished, including yours. Many people seem to feel entitled to those rights without giving honest, objective thought to the responsibilities and consequences which are part-and-parcel of a society in which rights (rather than privileges) exist. Now, the more cynical portion of my nature might say that part of the reason that someone would decide not to fulfill the responsibility of continuing to ensure that rights are honored for and by all, is that he or she is in a position, socially, economically or otherwise, where privileges would be even more advantageous than rights. Rights are, unfortunately, not very useful unless you have a voice with which you may defend them. Perhaps the people who speak so much of rights, and so little of responsibility and consequences, do so because they feel privileged? Well, pardon my observation if it offends you, but it seems to me that no one gets the privilege of “rights without responsibility and consequences.” (Whether or not you aknowledge the responsibility and consequences...)

It seems unwise to teach rights without giving children at least a heads-up on how to look at the responsibility and consequences that rights entail. Rights grant us individual power, and I tend to agree with my father, who subscribes to the Ben Parker philosophy on power: “With great power, comes great responsibility.”

Writer's Block: Regrets Only

  • Jun. 6th, 2009 at 12:19 AM
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Do you think that animals feel regret?


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How curious... I suppose this answer would hinge on whether or not "animals" (here assuming we mean non-human animals) have emotions. Some appear to have feelings such as fear, sadness and anger. However regret seems to require a level of reflection which most humans seem to think is beyond the capacities of non-human animals. To be able to reflect on an action or an event and be aware of a desire for a different outcome... and yet regret seems more emotionally charged than all that.

Well, perhaps some can, and others can't. Think about it, not all human animals have an apparent capacity for regret either.

On the Subject of Tolerance...

  • Jun. 5th, 2009 at 9:17 PM
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Hullo Folks.

Many people speak of "tolerance" as though it were some sort of Holy Grail of American Society. That is (supposedly) what makes America great; ours is a land where diverse opinions and beliefs can coexist, because we tolerate one another. These "peaceful relations" are hardly peaceful, however, as tensions are constantly flaring and this shining beacon of tolerance is tarnished by events such as the recent murder of Dr. George Tiller. The Middle East is not the only place from which modern terrorists hail, and a signature feature of terrorists is that they don't tolerate anyone. Tolerance, as can be readily seen, degenerates quickly. When it does, we have violence on our hands. With it, everyone has the right to speak; without it, people die. It seems rather important, but do we know exactly what it is? As easy as it may be to fling fancy words around with only a general idea of their significance, I think it is important to know what we are saying. After all, our ability to say it seems to hinge on what this word means.

Using  the online resource etymonline.com, I have looked up a few words. I'd like to share with you what I found, and what I perceive to be their importance in this matter.

Toleration: from the Latin tolerare, meaning to bear, forbearance, sufferance.

That sounds like loads of fun. Still, it's better than being persecuted for our beliefs. However that is where its usefulness ends. It brings us out of the mire of physical violence (in theory at least) and allows some measure of freedom to be different. And this is all I see on either side of the "Culture War" (a term which I find to be rather fitting, since the conflict has produced and continues to produce so many casualties). Advocates from both sides of the front seem to merely tolerate each other - that is, so long as they get an even louder megaphone with which they might assault our ears and intelligences. This helps to pave the way for ad-hominem arguments and attempts at censure, and bars successful communication. The problem with toleration is that it implies a time limit. "For how long do I have to tolerate your misguided sentiments?" It also implies an intrinsically superior position. "I am right, but you don't know it, and the law that says you have to tolerate me says I have to tolerate you, so I will." This doesn't get anyone anywhere. If we place ourselves on pedestals where no one else can reach our ears, let alone our heads or hearts, how can we NOT expect others to do the same? And in that case, everyone's message will fall on deaf ears (except those ears attached to heads which are already in agreement).

Might I suggest another word, which might give us a more adequate - and dare I say more human - way to approach the situation?

Respect: from the Latin respectus, meaning to look back at, regard, consider.

Hmmm. You mean, we actually have to give consideration to these views which are contrary to our own? Well, considering does not mean agreeing. Giving consideration to opposing views, rather than tolerating the sounds which come out of other peoples' mouths, sets us on more equal footing. And, because the best way to get respect is to give it, respecting and giving consideration to opposing viewpoints and the people who espouse them is more likely to earn the respect of others than denunciation and tongue-lashings. There is something very important embedded in what I just said: "... giving consideration to opposing viewpoints AND THE PEOPLE who espouse them..." Giving consideration to people... like considering who they are, what they are, the things which make up this particular individual... the things which make up any particular individual... it complicates this whole "respect" issue. But let's follow this through. When you take time to consider another human being, since you are yourself (if we may make the assumption) a human being, you're going to find some similarities. And this is the crux of the problem. We find it disconcerting to look at people who seem to embody all the things which we don't like and see ourselves reflected back. But, it is going to happen. In the immortal words of William Shakespeare (yes, the bard himself wrote on this very subject), "If you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, do we not laugh?" I know it is cliche, but cliches are cliche for a reason. They contain truth. So... to consider the pain and joy of another human being and to recognize it as your own...

well, that leads us to the punchline, folks:

Compassion: from the Latin com- meaning together; and pati, meaning to suffer.

Well, we're back to suffering, but this time we don't have to do it alone. To suffer with someone else, to look into what it is that drives this other person, what makes him suffer, you may just get some insight into the nature of his suffering. And, by virtue of being human yourself, perhaps get an insight into the nature of your own suffering. And this insight might lead to understanding. And understanding may just lead to a better way to cope... a better way to live. Giving consideration to those things that make up a human being - taking inventory, so to speak - we find that certain things are more important than others. There are certain things which are consistent, common to all of human experience. Not only suffering, but joy. Not only anger, but love. Not only fear, but courage. The list goes on.
Resting all our estimates of life on the things which make us different from one another, as important as those can be, blinds us to the things that we share, the things which bring us together.

I'd simply like to suggest that maybe "tolerance" isn't everything it's cracked-up to be. It's a first step, no doubt, and a damned important one. I make no claims to the contrary. But we have to keep putting one foot in front of the other if we are going to get anywhere.

Who Doesn't Have an Agenda?

  • May. 27th, 2009 at 12:30 AM
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Hullo folks.

Blogging seems to be the thing these days, and so I'm giving this site a shot because, well, it's primary purpose seems to be simply sharing thoughts, and that is all I intend to do. I don't claim to be Mr. Know-it-all. I'm not an expert in any field. You shouldn't simply believe what I have to say any more than you should believe any other 21-year-old, and probably less than you might believe some others. That's my official disclaimer; from here-on-out I speak as though I AM indeed such an expert, because I'm speaking about my observations, and I am in fact the only living expert on my own observations. If you don't like it, I would encourage you to ask yourself why you don't like to hear what I have to say. If you like it, I would encourage you to ask yourself why you like to hear what I have to say. (So on, and so forth...)
If it makes any difference to you, my chosen appellation comes from the last phrase from The Republic of Plato, "eu prattomen," which is ambiguous; the phrase can be translated as both "Let us do well" and "Let us fare well." It is an admonition which reminds us to always continue improving ourselves, to live excellently, and in doing so to thrive. Let's face it: living is a skill, and like any other skill you can be better or worse in your practice thereof. At least, that's what the ancient Greeks thought, and I am inclined to agree.
So, my agenda for this blog is to expose my observations and musings about preconceived notions of my own and those I encounter, and hopefully to encourage others to think about and challenge their own preconceived notions. If you have to use an entire role of duct tape to mend an outmoded misconception, it's probably time to peel it off and get a new one. Wading though the excess adhesive left behind is no-doubt a sticky business, but it is my experience that the pay-off is well worth the hassle.
So, without further ado, I submit the following for you consideration:

For anyone and everyone who has ever complained about “The Homosexual Agenda,” or “The Gay Agenda,” or has been swayed by arguments using this charged phrasing, I have one simple question: can you say in all honesty that YOU do not have an agenda of your own? We might as easily speak of the Republican Agenda, the Democratic Agenda, the Christian Agenda, the Buddhist Agenda, the Green Agenda, and so on, as we speak of this vilified “Gay Agenda.” It all depends on your point of view. And it seems plain as the nose on George Washington's face that there are as many agendas in the world as there are points of view, and that each one of those agendas constitutes a part of the individual's freedom. And freedom, my friends, is exactly what American soldiers are purported to have defended so courageously for so many years. This “Gay Agenda” is nothing if not activism in favor of ensuring equal freedom for all, regardless not only of ethnicity and sex, but regardless of all other secondary characteristics which are given undue weight and often tainted by the biases of society. It is the struggle for Moral Equality which is fought every day, not by men and women in uniform or bullet-proof vests, but not-so-average individuals whose consciences do not allow them to stand idly by while injustice and petty differences keep themselves or their fellow human beings from the lives they deserve.

Equality and freedom should be on every American's agenda.