Catching Up

Simply amazing. Was able to pull up exact spot where I got 'centered' in 1978! No kidding. East side of Willamette River. Quite a difference in foilage from hither. Sort of goes to an issue often crops up, namely the academic life. Fell of the rails and live with some regret. Psychologically, that can fester into self-esteem excrutiation. Choices made; the consequences put kibosh on living a tenured life and substantial erudition. 

Woulda, coulda, shoulda as they say in old country. When I complain about solitary life amidst strangers, I surmise this is the standard I'm imagining, the collegial life among thinking people. LOL Another issue there with regard to the tyranny of political correctness and vindictive denouncement of classical liberal arts from both the so-called left and right.

That hoary categorizing indicates intellectual morbidity and knowing better  evidences how really different I am, accounting it a derivative cliche. Bores pummeling their erstwhile boogieman 'other' while absconding empirical methods toward sound conclusions. Atavistic and revanchist pressure groups thinking deviance from any received more is, by dint of novelty and self-satisfaction, like, way cool. Gang warfare.

A pleasure stepping into the tub and I digress. Go to the sweat lodge next. Purified, I wipe the slate clean. Up early tomorrow, healthy, wealthy and less inclined toward nonsense. Groovy.