do not retain any hope of having a(n alcoholic) drink in the Commonwealth of Massachusetts, if you are unwilling to drive a car.
from first-hand knowledge, it is now known that any U.S. citizen visiting the state will be deprived the privilege of imbibing any alcoholic beverages, unless they can prove they will either drive a car or travel internationally, soon enough. else, any visitors have the option of paying the Commonwealth for the privilege of drinking a beer. (q.v. pay me twice fo yo drink, yo)
all hail these gods of (ir-)rationality and (il-)logic.
2009-10-27
2009-09-22
good and evil in me
i think i've become the person i have because it was more important to me to Not Become what i feared i might than to Become what i hoped.
what i feared was the path that made, for example, the 23 people i interacted with yesterday- the path of horrible ignorance, supplication to the capitalist gods, abject intellectual immolation in the perfectly engrossing fires of (you peoples') society. horrors! succumbing would have meant Bad (if not Evil).
[i can't help but regard Evil-as-result-of-ignorance as Evil. it's a wholly separate point, but one which is, i hope, pretty obvious.]
what i hoped, the truly good, was a path of intense pain, righteous suffering, antisocial and unrewarding Goodness in the face of a world of Bad (if not Evil)- a bit less horrific (i suppose), but so fearsome, for one with any emotional ties to the plebe culture, as to be virtually unattainable for an emotional/moral/intellectual weakling like me. (how long has it been since a moral god walked amongst men? i'm sure i'm not alone, here.) succeeding would have meant good, if not Good. i just haven't been good enough.
so i might not have Become much, but at least i'm Not Bad. so, yeah. i'm a pussy weakling.
what i feared was the path that made, for example, the 23 people i interacted with yesterday- the path of horrible ignorance, supplication to the capitalist gods, abject intellectual immolation in the perfectly engrossing fires of (you peoples') society. horrors! succumbing would have meant Bad (if not Evil).
[i can't help but regard Evil-as-result-of-ignorance as Evil. it's a wholly separate point, but one which is, i hope, pretty obvious.]
what i hoped, the truly good, was a path of intense pain, righteous suffering, antisocial and unrewarding Goodness in the face of a world of Bad (if not Evil)- a bit less horrific (i suppose), but so fearsome, for one with any emotional ties to the plebe culture, as to be virtually unattainable for an emotional/moral/intellectual weakling like me. (how long has it been since a moral god walked amongst men? i'm sure i'm not alone, here.) succeeding would have meant good, if not Good. i just haven't been good enough.
so i might not have Become much, but at least i'm Not Bad. so, yeah. i'm a pussy weakling.
2009-09-13
2009-08-17
2009-08-03
2009-06-09
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