Wednesday December 20th 2012
It's very possible that Kant's essay on The
Metaphysics of Morals, does not lend itself to a translation into
Lines and Circles. His categories of imperative, better left to
thirty thousand words, none of which tell me what "civilization" or
"happiness" is. And it's possible that language belongs to a
different dimension to that in which geometry owns space. But at
the same time, it's always interesting to watch those who have a passion
for guns, discussing guns with those of us simpletons who do not care so
much for guns, or the noise they can make, and who prefer to put them
into the category of "damage causing device," rather than pursue them as
a "source of happiness."
The correct name, and the correct pronunciation
of each category and part of gun. The "round," the "barrel," the
"stock." "A Bullet." So I guess it's a passage, a circumcision, that
once endured becomes a source of pride, or a presumption, or a status, all
of them ingredients in a glue called cohesion. However, it does seem
to me, the gun itself, the passage, the circumcision, is all of it buoyed
around that one part of a gun called a striker, and without which a gun is
no more than a collection of decorative parts. Which suggests to me at
least that it's the act of firing a gun that can become a part of a person.
A shovel for an ice cream moment.