I just saw these Save the Children adverts for the first time at a blog I check every morning (see previous) and they just about sum it up. Lucky to be here, lucky to be alive. It is some kind thing that preys on the mind constantly, not knowing exactly what to do with being born into wealth, health and good fortune. From John Stewart Mill to Ayn Rand to Buddha and Karl Marx and all the other talkers, it has always been hard to stomach suffering, to make sense of ourselves in the world. Maybe, in the end there's really no morality to it. It simply is. Maybe, rationally, there is no way to figure it. But there is a feeling in the gut, in the pit there that likely says otherwise. Even if what it is saying has yet to be translated sufficiently.
There is a really neat/devastating interactive truth-teller at that link up there in red. Click on it and turn up the volume, wait a minute and fiddle with the dial. I don't know what you ought to do after that.
3 comments:
hey brah. so glad to see other people on our same trip. we never get tired of seeing our link on TEB. we gotta get together for a surf and a beer/tacos.
Absolutely. I like all these things. And just witnessed some Ed Fladung imagery last night at the Simple Space in NY. Video Up Soon.
oh snaps! wicked.
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