Sunday March 12th 2017Tim
The idea that us
people are stuck in a cycle that requires us to
constantly change otherwise we whither as a species may
well be correct. The idea that technical progress is
such that this cycle has begun to spin so quickly we're
no longer allowed an idea of place or a sense of
permanence so better to adapt than ossify, maybe true.
Things and ideas a
person learns to depend upon disappear, they melt away. New
ideas and things become antiquated very quickly. The holy
becomes profane, the Saints cry. Then one day a person wakes
up, he or she is forced to confront the real, reexamine his
or her understanding of others. But there is one thing most
agree upon, messing with the hour of day twice a year is the
last bloody nonsensical straw.