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.
2002-09-02 - 6:30 p.m.
I proved I was a loyal Met fan yesterday but going to the game in the rain. We moved back under cover but it was still cold and wet. I did leave after eight innings with the Mets down by three run to catch my train. I actually feel guilty about that. If the weather weren’t so miserable I would have stayed.
Alan stayed till the end even though he wasn’t dressed nearly warm enough and was shivering. He stayed because he drove and didn’t have a train to catch. Alan has left closer games to catch a train but stayed in a totally meaningless game with the Mets down by three where he was physically uncomfortable. Alan doesn’t mind physical discomfort but hates waiting. I’m the other way around. To me it’s not big deal to wait half an hour for a train but I hate being cold and wet.
Today my mother and I went to visit family. We went to Aunt Pompie’s for brunch. I got to see my cousin Phillip for the first time in 20 years. This is the first time I met his friend George who he’s lived with for years, maybe all that time. They and his father, my father’s brother, Barney, went to see the building my father was born in, 102 Norfolk Street. I’ve mentioned it before, it is right across the street from Tonic on the lower east side.
My aunt Pompie is undergoing chemo now and it’s hitting her hard. It hasn’t been a good health year for my family.
Alison brought her pictures of Bali. I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyplace as beautiful. Think of the ideal tropical paradise, that’s Bali. At some point I’m going to scan the pics for her, I’ll link to them when I she gets them online.
Now for something completely different:
In the back of my mind I always feel unpopular. I have a hard time thinking that people like me. I’m not the only one who feels that way. Stacey has said the same thing about herself. Carey and I often talk about it. I’ve found these quotes on some recent diary entries
Joy: Still feeling very lonely in the crowd, inexplicably. I think it's because I'm sort of friends with everybody, but with no best friend, no close close friends. The people I feel very close to are all closer to somebody else. It's a strange sensation, to be looking out over a monsterous crowd and feeling so isolated. I hope this feeling goes away soon.Gella: See, I can't say this right. Everyone is now mad at me and hates me.
Carey: You can go here and see some pictures of some people who don't hate me. Or didn't hate me, at any rate. Whatever.
Carey and I also often talk about how it’s not really true. We really do have lots of friends we just have a hard time believing it. The same thing goes for everyone reading this. Guess what, we are all actually popular. Even if you didn’t have a single other friend you have us.
I am of course the king of the nobody loves me everybody hates me I’m going to eat some worms club. Even while I was planning this entry I told Stacey that my Carey, myself, and our friends aren’t the cool people. We might be maladjusted social misfits but in our own Bizzaro circle we are cool. I’m just glad that the Bizzaro circle exists for us. When the mother ship comes we’ll all fly back to the planet of misfit toys and never have to worry about feeling left out again.
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