A bit late getting to the writing this evening.
It’s been a hell of a 24-hour period.
Seeing as how I put in something like twelve hours yesterday, and ten today, with nothing but an inconsequential meeting scheduled, I decided to go ahead and take tomorrow off.
I’m also taking the Friday before MLK Day to go to Shmoocon.
There’s a chance, there, to enjoy some of the work I’ve put in to improve my health over the past two years.
Two years ago, I ended up doing Friday night back home, and watching things over the computer. Because of something that was going on, that worked okay, actually, but there is something that would be nice about being there in person.
I do wonder if my note-taking, and subsequent writing will be less-effective, however.
Given what drinks are going for in DC, I don’t think I’ll be getting as blitzed as I would have when I was younger.
At the same time, they do have liquor deliveries to the hotel so I can avoid the fees. Hmmmmmm.
I also wonder if Internets access over the 5G network is good enough that I could almost listen, then write from my own warm roomette on a train to somewhere.
Actually, the writing on the train had been an idea I had pre-pandemic. A few years ago, Amtrak had this residency program.
Sounds like a fun thing to do.
Yes, there’s something about being in a toasty warm compartment, but you also have to worry about the tracks being blocked with ice, and having to go out into the cold.
Do you think it is safe to blindly follow something that is the conventional way of thinking?
This kind of gets back to something I’ve touched on quite a bit lately. You have to re-examine everything from time to time. You can’t just stick with some bit of truth forever.
The wording of this as “blindly follow,” is very appropriate, especially when it comes to politics that have replaced religion. for so many people.
A quick Duck Duck Go search yielded something from Lew Rockwell, an righteous outrage piece from the New York Times, and this from The Atlantic.
But I do think you have to continue questioning things, even if they’re promoted by a group with whom you identify, for consistency.
Do I believe that there was a man named Jesus in the Middle East? It doesn’t seem outside the realm of possibility.
Should I even consider that?
Why should I not?
Some of the particulars are probably incorrect, but the general idea of the story is correct.
I could probably mull over this for hours, but dinner is ready.
Somehow I had an unused prompt for yesterday, which means I’m closer to being full on prompts.
But I’m still looking forward to Thanksgiving, honestly.