It’s spring, and I now have a job– the long freeze is feeling like it’s over. Well, maybe not so much in the way of temperature, but there’s still time yet. Certainly it just feels good to have someplace to be each day, and using the skills I consider one of my main areas, as well. Jane and I both get to act as breadwinners and then spend the evenings together, while I wedge in some writing time at some point each night. It’s a bit of a balancing act.
Along those lines, I have some ruminations on choice and Persona 3, but they’ll have to wait until next time, maybe in a day or two. I don’t have much in the way of ruminations on the current social turmoils around the world, disasters and revolutions abounding (though isn’t that always the way, to some degree? It all comes down to the level of severity before the rest of us start to care), or at least not that I could share in the often facile space of a blog. I will say that one of my next projects, should it ever get off the ground, deals in an unusual fashion with the many evils that plague 21st-century civilization. Yes, I did say evil. It’s time to wrest that word back from religious simplification and reapply its power. I’m not just being a writerly asshole when I say that words have power– they weaken or strengthen our perceptions of things, depending on how they’re wielded.
In any case. I wish I could make more of a difference in reducing the sum total of suffering in the world, but my resources are limited. If you count your skills as a kind of resource, then I have something I could use. There’s a few words I may swat around. But they’re not helpful here.
Hey, did you know that lions’ manes are a direct product of their testosterone? Let’s just say that if you meet one without a mane, he probably also has a very high singing voice. Those manes are so cumbersome and hot that females actually do most of the hunting.
