“In such a world of conflict, a world of victims and executioners, it is the job of thinking people, not to be on the side of the executioners.”- Camus
Hitler and Stalin and Mao were often happy so let’s not kid ourselves into thinking happiness has any value as a moral standard. The suffering of innocent people makes some people happy. Theft, cheating in its many forms, all the vices really, give happiness to more people than we care to think about. Today, on a day when I haven’t hurt another, and when I am not being sought by […]
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It is supposed to have shown itself by now, wisdom, I mean. I’m supposed to be flowering with it, rife with blossoms of wit and aphorisms meant to affirm that I’ve figured somethings out after 7 decades alive. Instead, I find myself thinking that my share of wisdom is here somewhere, maybe like an aquifer, and so perhaps I should look for a spring or even merely a seep where […]
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It is not that thin membrane between life and death that troubles me now. I’ve been pushed up against it. Friends and family have been pushed through it. I am of an age where it could appear at any moment … and I know the reality of that now in ways I could never have known it to be real before. Instead, I have been in a long mourning period […]
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In A Soldier of the Great War , Alessandro Giuliani, 74, a survivor of World War I, a survivor of fighting along the Isonzo, and in the Alps, a warrior spared execution, a prisoner of war who makes his escape, a great climber of mountains, a Professor of Aesthetics, a man reported dead three times, and a lover of one woman, Ariane, a man devoted to his son, a grieving husband and father, someone who has […]
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