With or without religion, you would have good people doing good things and evil people doing evil things. But for good people to do evil things, that takes religion.
The good life, as I conceive it, is a happy life. I do not mean that if you are good you will be happy - I mean that if you are happy you will be good.
Too much sanity may be madness and the maddest of all, to see life as it is and not as it should be.
I enjoy paying taxes. With them I buy civilization.
November 10, 2005 - 11:55 p.m.
Yesterday was the special, one day late, fifth anniversary edition of Wise Madness. True to form after I posted I realized that there were things I forgot to put in it. One that I remember now was supposed to be the close of the entry. I’ll put it right up here in the front of this one. I hope you enjoyed the first 5 years of Wise Madness and invite you to join me for the next five years. Five more years of me talking about baseball, Tolkien, cartoons, Cabell, complaining about not being loved, and fighting my never ending battle against the Second Law of Thermodynamics.
On sitemeter I saw that someone read the entry about Frücon IV and which lead to my reading it. I discovered that I had in my possession Murray’s set list from the last show Früvous ever did. I have no idea where it is or if I still have it. What punishment do I deserve for that?
Today is Gella’s 24th birthday. How the hell did that happen? She was 18 when I met her and there’s no way that was six years ago. Time is doing funny things.
Not much exciting happened today. I took my mother for a walk in her wheelchair even though it was cool. I made sure she was bundled up but she still got cold. She was happy we went though.
I graded my classes’ quizzes tonight. They actually did pretty well.
Something happened across the street at the high school tonight but I don’t know what. There were a slew of police cars with their lights flashing and talking on bullhorns. I couldn’t make out what they were saying. There was also a steady flow of cars on a usually quiet side street.
I don’t know how noticeable it is here but I seem to have turned an emotional corner. Nothing has materially changed in my life but I’m happier. I always pick these kinds of things apart to see what makes me tick. I think about the things that depress me perhaps as much as before. They still depress me. The difference is that they don’t overwhelm everything else. I don’t have that tightness in the pit of my stomach.
Tonight I had one of those multilayered emotional experiences. It was just an email correspondence with an old friend. It was really good to hear from her though we told each other bad news about our parents. Where things got complicated were my feelings towards her or perhaps I should say my feelings about her feelings towards me. At one point she was the person I was closest to in the world. Somewhere along the way her feelings about me changed radically. She doesn’t come out and say it but I feel she doesn’t respect me. Well actually she did come out and say it, just not in those exact words. So now there is this 500 pound gorilla between us when we talk. It is even there when we talk about the Flying Spaghetti Monster. She discovered the great pasta independently of me.
But that’s not my point. My point is the calculator My point is that I am still feeling pretty good.
I could write some more but then it wouldn’t be posted on 11/10/05 and it wouldn’t be Gella’s birthday and I’ll have to go back and rewrite that part.
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Email me: GordonLew at gmail
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