Still Thinking Out Loud

Lughnasa                         Waxing Harvest Moon

“We can’t solve problems by using the same kind of thinking we used when we created them.” – Albert Einstein

Einstein’s notion reminds me of the definition of insanity:  trying the same thing over and over expecting different results.  Of course, any one familiar with computers knows that sometimes this works just fine.

It also gives me some pause before I write my liberalism series.  An article in this month’s Dissent asked, “Does liberalism have enough resources to re-energize itself?”  I like this question because it focuses my thinking.  This is why I’m interested in pursuing liberalism.  Does it have enough historical and philosophical oomph to make a difference in this and tomorrow’s world?

10 years ago I would have said no.  Absolutely no.  As a card carrying member of the New Left, liberalism was as much the problem as conservatism, perhaps even more since it was liberals who got us into the war in Vietnam, who ran corporate america and the government, aka the System and, BTW, Ike Eisenhower’s military-industrial complex.  Hard to recall a time when the liberals were in power at this point in recent American history, but I grew up under a liberal hegemony.

Now, I’m older and less convinced of drastic, sudden change as either possible or workable, too much risk for too little reward.  At least right now.

If we’re not gonna have a revolution, then we have to consider the hand we’ve been dealt and it’s our peculiar brand of American liberal democracy.  That means looking for all the possibilities in likely and unlikely places.

At night the trees dwarf the houses, their bulk massing up against the sky.  During the day we can pretend they are just plants, but as dark falls their true nature emerges.  We are the Lilliputians in their Brobdingnagian world.

Writing Can Wait

Lughnasa                                  Waxing Harvest Moon

Geez.  Took the whole day to organize my notes and quotes, tweak the ideas and find a thread.  Now the intellectual journey about liberalism has to contend with the Vikings 3rd pre-season game.  The starters will play the first half at least.  Hmmm.  What to do?

Writing can wait.  The y chromosome has its mysteries and football is among them.

Not Yet Ready

Lughnasa                                Waxing Harvest Moon

I wanted to start writing this morning.  But I could not.  The piece was not ready.  I had to do more work, winnowing ideas and quotes, looking for contra arguments.  Now, I’m almost done, should be ready to write sometime after the nap.  This work tires me out as much as working outside.

When my eyes glazed over, I got up and helped Kate a bit in the garage.  She’s boxing up the last of the garage sale stuff or pick-up by the Salvation Army.

While doing that, Paula Westmoreland of Ecological Gardens came.  She’s finalizing plans for some additional work on an edge to our woods.  We’ll be getting plants that attract birds away from the orchard and to themselves.  Plus, the look out the kitchen window will finally have a finished look, except for the small shade garden that we decided to postpone.  Those big clompy feet of the pups would have made its life difficult right now.

We’ll also get some trees in the area where we have prairie grass, a sort of screen for the neighbors.

Up at 6:30 with the dogs, very sleepy.