Tuesday, December 14, 2004

LRC picks
Goodbye, newspapers
Fine with me even though I’ve worked for them for nearly 10 years! It’s all so digitized now anyway — why not not move to the Web? All my work skills are transferable there. No more wasted paper, part of good stewardship of God’s creation/this blog’s ideal of granola conservatism (see links on the right-hand side of this page).

So as far as I'm concerned, hang the classic American Dream from the yardarm! It's not real. It's for a select few. Let them have it. Most who pursue it die of heart failure, brain aneurysms, self-inflicted gunshot wounds to the head or run away livers. And what do they get for all their work, a giant prefab tract home, a Porsche Boxter and season seats to the Lakers? All worthless pieces of dung in reality.
Believe it or not there are parallels to my own life in Tom Chartier’s. Somebody in my shoes lives on the margins of mainstream society anyway — not necessarily because people like me want to; it’s just what we do. But it has its advantages and I wouldn’t mind living even more like him even without the tropical setting.

It’s most un-tropical here! Right now it’s about -5 degrees C (around the 20s F) and I’ve got one electric fire going in my two Edwardian rooms. The privation reminds me of England, LOL, and the rooms are beautiful especially with the little white Christmas lights plugged in, framing the eight-foot front windows.

Eaten recently
Buffalo meat
It’s delicious

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