I used to work a lot on food issues and every time somebody predicted that production would be inadequate they got egg on their face a year or two later.
Examples one finds in the philosophical literature are somebody who’s seen the trial of a child of theirs, where they’re being proved guilty of some crime that would drive the parent into a depression, maybe a suicidal depression.
The kind of poet who founds and reconstitutes values is somebody like Yeats or Whitman – these are public value-founders.
Evil exists to glorify the good. Evil is negative good. It is a relative term. Evil can be transmuted into good. What is evil to one at one time, becomes good at another time to somebody else.
It doesn’t cost anything to replicate code. So the companies that make code, that’s why they’ve done so well. We take it for granted now, but why is it that code is free? It’s because somebody built this self-replicating process.
Everybody is somebody, so you don’t have to introduce anybody.
But the good news is that out in the countryside, just about every place that’s got a zip code has somebody or some group of people battling the economic and political exclusion that Wall Street and Washington are shoving down our throats.
I can talk to anybody but when it comes to somebody that I like, then I turn into like this five-year-old kindergartener in a sandbox.
My great hope is to laugh as much as I cry; to get my work done and try to love somebody and have the courage to accept the love in return.
Now and then, when I grow nostalgic about my ocean childhood – the wauling of gulls and the smell of salt, somebody solicitous will bundle me into a car and drive me to the nearest briny horizon.