G. Gives Us a Image of the Great War

It was fine too in Northern France and Flanders. But those who lay on their backs, dying or wounded, did not stare up at the blue sky with a sense of lucid affirmation as Tolstoy describes Prince Andrey doing on the battlefield of Austerlitz. The finer the day, the greater the confusion death caused on the Western front. Death had been robbed of all significance there; consequently it was easier to accept it as one more condition, like the mud or the cold, in a world fundamentally inhospitable to man, than in a climate and season so full of promise. It’s a fucking fine day to croak.

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Quotations from G. by John Berger.

Does God Have a Shrink?

psychiatristWe’re hearing more and more incidents of businesses not wanting to support or fund any activities that might be in opposition to their own personal religious views. Whether it’s a minimum wage clerk in the glitter and glue aisle at Hobby Lobby or a cake decorator at a small bakery in Brooklyn, it seems too easy to ruffle the religious feathers of the boss and be denied healthcare or even continued employment.

My take on all these incidents is that individuals have religious rights, not businesses. What about the rights of those employees? Is it a requirement for employment that everyone conform or even accept for themselves the religious beliefs of the owners or managers of the business?

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Resolve to Read the Classics

PenguinI opened up the armoire in my bedroom to disclose a television I almost never use. Many people tell me they lay in bed at night and watch television; however, as cosy as that sounds, this is a practice that reminds me too much of living in an SRO where the bed was actually the only piece of furniture in the room (and the toilet was down the hall). I guess you could say that lying in bed watching television reminds me too much of the bad times in my life.

Of course, being an avid reader, I seldom watch television even in the living room.

But the significance of opening the armoire was that I uncovered a huge repository of Penguin and Oxford Classics: new ones, old ones, thick ones, thin ones, translations, collections, a veritable library of canonical literature. But have you tried reading the tight print in the average 600 page Penguin edition? Luckily most of these texts are available online for free or for a small expense (but watch out for translations) so I have started packing them into bags to donate to the local book exchange.

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