well. spent the weekend in brighton. had a nice evening on saturday with a great meal cooked by my newest friend regan. I like to call her madame president. She also goes by ron. We then watched some Black Books. Which was a total and complete delight for me as I hadn't seen that show since long before I left england the first time. In the morning I awoke to another great meal. (have discovered that I like my eggs poached... isn't that amazing...I like eggs!)and after a few hours of rest and relaxation we walked through the rain on a truly gorgeous day down to the lanes for a couple of pints in a hidden pub. all in all it was a very nice weekend.
Had another lecture this evening. I am beginning to worry in the same way that I worried when I was a philosophy major. see, I don't want to be the kid that sits around always asking why and never doing anything. Or using the ability to ask why- to find ideological problems with something- in order to never have to do anything. So yes...this course is worrying in that way. Sometimes I am a pragmatist (am i using that correctly) and would rather just do something- even if possibly it is not as thoroughly eeked out as it should be. Then other times i'm terrified to do anything because it has theoretical fissure's and potentially has terribly consequences. So yes. Today I was a pragmatist, tomorrow...who knows.
someone the other day described being liberal as being an advocate of relativism. that is, that every point of view has value that is equal and proportional to every other point of view. Therefor, nothing can be argued against something else because each perspective has value and neither is necessarily "right" or "wrong".
I am definitely not a fan of this description. But it makes me think how are we ascribing values to things, who's in charge of this task, and is it arbitrary or calculated.
I bet i'm really boring to some of you.
Monday, October 17, 2005
weekend at hussy's
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well. you did go into theory. that's a lot of yammering on, i think.
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