Sorry, it was one of those days. I did nothing. I can’t even claim to have cleaned up my study and cleaned off my drafting table in preparation for composing away from the computer. I just read.
I read my book on Leibniz and Spinoza. I think I’m siding with Spinoza at this point. I read Louis Sachar’s sequel to Holes, called Small Steps. Any goodwill invested in our main character Armpit from Holes is diluted by a made-for-Disney plot; it was a good book, but not very believable and certainly not as good as Holes. I read my new book on CSS and how to design websites with it, which is one of my goals for the fall.
But otherwise, nothing. Nada. Zip.
What’s a Spinoza?
Spinoza was a Dutch philosopher in the 17th century; Leibniz was German. Between them, they more or less defined the two strands of Western bickering today: secular liberal democracy vs. theocratic conservative whiny-assism.
I’m going with the secular liberal democracy, myself.
I don’t think I care for either option. Does that make me strand-less?
No, you have to pick one. Them’s the rules as established by Ralph Reed and Pat Robertson and Ann Coulter.
Ah, I see the problem. I no more accept their leadership than you do that of Jesse Jackson, Teddy Kennedy, and Martin Sheen (I think).