My best friend lives in Virginia Beach and has been wanting us to come for a visit for, um, ever (because I'm so dang fun!). When you own your own business, it's hard to get away. You may think you'd have more freedom, and in some ways you do, but not when it comes to packing your bags and heading off to the beach for a little get-a-way. Service is what it's all about in a small business and I can actually start to break out in hives at the thought that we may lose a project because I decided to dilly-dally with my toes in the sand and a Corona in my hand.
I'm doing it anyway though. Tomorrow my son and I are flying to the beach. Yay for us! Bottom lip pooched out (as Nancy Nall would say) for my husband. He's got to stay in this red state to hold down the fort. Come up with a couple of TV concepts, write a little copy and design some layouts for our clients that enable us to live like we do. He's the best.
That's why I've been neglecting my blog. I've had to tie up some loose ends and do a little shopping. Yes. In case you were wondering, vacation shopping is very important, at least to me. I, much like George Costanza, pack for the *mood* I might be in at any given moment while I'm away.
But, I cannot leave without telling you all that there's a great new voice in this blogosphere of ours. The Viscounte! I first met Viscounte LaCarte in the comment section of one of Jeddie Ningo's posts, where he had discovered what it's like to teach Philosophy in a Red State:
Considering the lecture on Plato, you’d think that conservatives would be on Plato’s side since Plato is a Moral Absolutist. Plato argued that "Justice does not entail harming others." Oh, oh, that doesn’t sit well with war-monger conservatives. Regarding categorical imperatives, I equated Plato’s definition of Justice with the Biblical Commandment, Thou Shall Not Kill. What’s all the fuss about? Alas, conservative Christians talk big on the Ten Commandments, but do they really accept moral absolutism?
Given the brouhaha last election over conservative "moral values," I brought up the obvious contradiction between the pro-life position against abortion on the one hand, and on the other hand, unquestionable support for an unjustifiable invasion of Iraq that has led to over 100,000 Iraqi civilian deaths, mostly children. Moral Absolutism, I argued, calls for CONSISTENCY. Otherwise, if you allow for exceptions, it’s no longer absolute. Make up your minds. Either you adhere to the moral imperative or you’re a relativist.
would have to agree that there are major inconsistencies in the current
"Absolutist" paradigm. My error was expecting consistency. People who
practice critical thinking realize that consistency is a fundamental
aspect of a rational belief system. People who are attracted by this
psuedo-Absolutism by definition cannot practice critical thinking.
The people I'm speaking about seek authority for truth. Some of us prefer to seek truth for authority.
The authority figure speaks in absolutes but justifies the contradictions with his authority, and people who subscribe to this accept what the authority figure says as truth.
This is an important component of the Republican methodology. Religious fundamentalists (who believe themselves to be Absolutists) are used to accepting the fantastic and the improbable as undisputed truth. The Bible and the ministers are the authority. The Republican strategists figured out that if they can mobilize these people behind a few simple issues they will have their vote and their support, regardless of their actions.
" Seek Truth for Authority, not Authority for Truth."
Elizabeth Cady Stanton
P.S. My brother once said that The Bible was the "Weekly World News" of the ancient world:
"Moses Parts The Red Sea!"
"Man Swallowed by Big Fish - LIVES!"
I loved what he wrote there: I would have to agree that there are major inconsistencies in the current "Absolutist" paradigm. My error was expecting consistency.
But I especially loved: " Seek Truth for Authority, not Authority for Truth."
And I made the comment in Jeddie Ningo's post telling him so.
The Viscounte LaCarte then emailed me and said that the quote was the seed that turned into ideas that have helped him reconcile all of the contradictions that makes his head want to explode.
He also said that he wasn't sure it was the time for him to do a *proper* blog.
Ok. That's got my paranoia level elevated! Is there such a thing as a *proper* blog? And if yes, what makes it *proper*? Do I have a *proper* blog? (You see I sometimes suffer from "blogophobia", so this wasn't good at all.)
Of course the devil on my shoulder murmured, "Of course you don't, you musical theatre major! You think just because you were in Pippin in the early 80's and matched your leg-warmers to your bandanas that you would know anything about the world at all? After all, how many times do you have to go to the thesauras? The dictionary? Do you even have a common theme to your blog? No. You started out wanting to change the world and you quickly discovered you were fighting windmills. You gave up so easily. Look at Shakespeare's Sister. She does it. So, why can't you? Mwah ha ha ha! No. Nothing about your blog is *proper* at all. Why don't you just blow off your job and go on vacation? Mwah ha ha ha!"
Ok. It wasn't that bad. But, the *proper* blog comment has stayed in my head since The Viscounte wrote it. And now I'm so happy that he's chosen to write his own *proper* blog.
We will all benefit because he has chosen to do so. Go there now and read it! The devil says: do it now!
Couple more things before I go. Thoughts that have been swirling around in my head that need to be pounded out on this keyboard:
First of all, Lance Mannion! Gosh darn you with that Nostalgia post. I was already in a *certain mood*, read it, cried for 10 minutes, ate a piece of cherry pie then had to take a nap.
My reaction is proof that this guy can write.
And, for the love of Pete, I mean "M" -- YOU ALL MUST READ this post by Res Publica. It is important. Very important. The angels say: "Please read it now, won't you?" As they fly, unseen, around your head. (And Res, you should worship me -- don't ever forget it.)
And dear, dear Jedmunds. I loved your list explaining, (even better than a powerpoint presentation could, by the way!) way you hate *some* blogs:
Seriously, man, I don't give a fuck about your cat. If in real life, you started telling me about your pets, I would roll my eyes as conspicuously as possible and laugh in your face. I hate your cats. Seriously. They aren't cute.
2. Friday Random Ten Posts
I could give a fuck what you have in your Ipod right now. I mean, really, what kind of stance are you trying to pull here? Cause it really only comes off like yuppie scum a little too fond of their gadgets and bourgeois musical tastes.
3. Posts about how Democrats can better appeal to the red states.
4. "I just dug up the craziest fucking dipshit I could find on the opposing political team, and now let's all pat ourselves on the back for either a) not hating america or b) not being stupid."
5. Let's all speculate on what George Bush will do about X and why he'll do it posts. I really don't understand these posts. The most recent spate of them were the "who will Bush appoint to fill O'Connor's seat and what if Rehnquist retires too?" posts. Pretty obviously those posts are all completely obsolete now, and no one can even remember who was right and who wasn't. Plus it wasn't all that interesting anyway unless you're a really tedious person or you've got some conspiracy theories and you need a thin pretext to start pushing them.
All I have to say about #2 is: What is the big deal about the *random* songs playing?? Didn't we all learn that in, say, 6th grade when we made a *mix* tape for the special someone we had that huge crush on?
I mean really! For crying out loud! I've always loved Macs and all the related products. But to take advantage of the *mix tape* idea?? Great marketing strategy. Like it's completely original?? Very, very lame.
Jedmunds! Can't wait to show you photos of our other two black cats! Lego and Woody!
Yes, we have three black cats.
Even to me, kinda weird. But, what are ya gonna do? They needed a home and we took 'em in.
And we're all the better for it.
I guess my point to this long rambling post is -- that blog roll I've got over there? Those *Inky Wretches*? They are all awesome. And for the one or two of you who come here outside of the "blog-clique" -- please check them out. All you have to do is *click*. It only takes a couple of fingers. The devil says, "do it now!"
Ok. This blogging hobby-thing I started a few months ago is very time consuming. It's 11:22 p.m. -- and I haven't even packed yet. And MORE importantly, I've missed The Daily Show. Bummer.
Blogging from blue girl could be *normal* till next Monday (cuz I'll be with a bunch of teenagers who can help me hook up my laptop and help me figure it out) -- or it could be non-existent.
Either way -- I'll be thinkin' of all of you when my toes are in the sand with Corona in hand.