do you remember when the cops crashed the party in fairburn pines and we all had to go to court?

ex phi in Scientific American

Can a Robot, an Insect or God Be Aware?

let the good times... go?

Generation L and its fearful future

Long periods of peace and prosperity, however, are not always terribly interesting. Amid all the economic gloom, I do not think I am alone in feeling an odd excitement at the sense of living in uncertain and historic times. As Philip Larkin, a gloomy British poet, once wrote: “Life is first boredom/Then fear.” We have had the boredom. Now it is time for the fear.

DEATH SPEAKS

Bertrand Russell -- "Love is wise, hatred is foolish..."

"A happy life must be to a great extent a quiet life, for it is only in an atmosphere of quiet that true joy dare live."

"A process which led from the amoeba to man appeared to the philosophers to be obviously a progress though whether the amoeba would agree with this opinion is not known."

"Advocates of capitalism are very apt to appeal to the sacred principles of liberty, which are embodied in one maxim: The fortunate must not be restrained in the exercise of tyranny over the unfortunate."

"Collective fear stimulates herd instinct, and tends to produce ferocity toward those who are not regarded as members of the herd."

"Freedom of opinion can only exist when the government thinks itself secure."

"I believe in using words, not fists. I believe in my outrage knowing people are living in boxes on the street. I believe in honesty. I believe in a good time. I believe in good food. I believe in sex."

Was reading Ezra Klein who linked to this...

From the year in photography 2008.

Wow.

Speaking of Chomsky

his wife died

Deep Thought from TPM

Deep Thought:

Throwing a shoe at someone doesn't signal respect in the Arab world the way it does in ours.

the color of your dreams...

New Studies on Black and White vs. Colored Dreaming

Life gets worse for Haiti's hungry children

Jim's day to day world...

Today was one of those days that was terrible, fantastic, beautiful, and wonderous... all at the same time. I saw, felt, and was a part of the best and worst of life. And I get to sit back and appreciate the blessing that is today--me...here...now (as I wrote in some long lost play that no one will ever witness again.)

Such is life, a goodly one...

Friedrich Daniel Ernst Schleiermacher (1768–1834)

I asked Pacini the other day about Schleiermacher, because he had talked about him in his book. His description made me feel intrigued and so I went a looking today...

Came upon the Boston Collaborative Encyclopedia of Western Theology overview of him.

The quote at the end of this paragrah rings loud and true with me...

he began to read writers such as Kant and Spinoza. Despite his enthusiastic engagement with Enlightenment thinkers, Schleiermacher did go on to receive ordination, though not without a reconceptualization of his relationship to pietism and his community of faith. At one point he wrote his father: “…I may say that after all I have passed through I have become a Moravian again, only of a higher order.” (Livingston, 94)

The idea of a higher order... that somehow I have passed through many views since a young child. I have come full circle and am yet not to anyone in terms of enlightenment language or modern manifestations of the church and religon.

Where does one roam, when one has no home... ahh yes these are times when I must turn again to Nietzsche! My good friend! My long time guide...