Clinton at Colonus 08/27/2008
I haven't got any interest in blogging about politics—just to be clear, I'm interested in politics, but not in writing about it—but I'm glad my friend John Marks does. Drop what you're doing and go read his brilliant blog entry, "Clinton Agonistes," on the Shakespearean (or is it Sophoclean?) drama of the Democratic convention.
Don't Look Down 08/25/2008
My father once explained the idea of hubris to me by comparing it to a rubber band. This happened, I think, in my early teens, around the time I was discovering philosophy for the first time, at the same time as I was reading lots of science fiction and popular astronomy books, all part of my adolescent jones for a Sense of Wonder. Somehow this lust for wonder led me to pick up my dad's two volume edition of Jowett's translations of Plato's Dialogues, and somehow hubris came up. My father, who was a sociology professor at a small college in mid-Michigan, had gotten his undergraduate degree in philosophy on the GI Bill at Michigan State in the late 40s (like father, like son: I got my philosophy BA at Michigan 30 years later), and I suspected even at the time that his explanation of hubris was something he'd heard from one of his professors in East Lansing as an undergrad.
Watch the Skies! 08/15/2008
I got a delicious little thrill up my spine today from this, courtesy of the Guardian website. It's a British radio interview last month with Edgar Mitchell, a former Apollo astronaut, and the sixth man to walk on the moon (that we know of, ho ho). In the interview, Mitchell says that he knows there is extraterrestrial life, and that they've visited us, because he's been briefed by government officials about the truth of the Roswell incident, among other things. Of course, he also says, according to this Guardian article, that his kidney cancer was cured long-distance by a Canadian named Adam Dreamhealer. Soooo, bearing that in mind, the interview's kinda thrilling to listen to, if, like me, you're a Scully with Mulder tendencies. At the very least, the breathless, jokey incredulity of the interviewer makes it worth listening to.
Okay, got that? I e-mailed the link to, well, let's just say, a friend, because why drag him into this publically? And he asked me by return e-mail what I thought: was there seriously anything to this, or is Mitchell one of those Apollo moonwalkers who's been driven round the bend by his experience? Well, on the one hand, the guy has a Ph.D from MIT and he was fucking astronaut, okay? On the other hand, Adam Dreamhealer. Which makes it, as my late, great dad used to say, six of one, half a dozen of the other. But, just for the record, I don't believe it (though I think Mitchell does), but I wish I did.
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