Crash has returned to his own apartment and provided us with a call board to help plan meals and organize the day, as well as an (almost) up-to-date inventory of the freezer. As much as I appreciate the latter ledger, I wish I had kept a ledger of the meals we have prepared over these months.
I immersed myself in Jane Hirshfield’s new book of poetry. Ledgerthat starts with “Let Them Not Say”:
Don’t let them say: we didn’t see it.
Don’t let them say: We didn’t hear it.
When I read “Advice To Me” on a file with this title (and probably Advice) that was created a decade ago, I felt very much seen.
I drew the little book by the philosopher Harry Frankfurt Bullshit off the shelf and glad I did. He’s referring to Augustine! The essay tries to carefully differentiate lies and liars from bullshit and bullshit artists.
“For the bullshitter, however, all these bets are void: he is neither on the side of the true nor on the side of the falsehood. His eye is not at all on the facts as the eyes of the honest man and the liar are, except insofar as they are relevant to his interest in getting away with what he says. He doesn’t care whether the things he says accurately describe reality. He just chooses or invents them to suit his purpose. “
At this particular political moment, I highly recommend Bullshit to you.
I am fascinated by Ainissa Ramirez The alchemy of us. The opening vignette about traveling timekeepers was fascinating.
Anne Perry Focus on death takes place in Europe during Hitler’s rise. It’s a mystery, it’s dark, and it reminds me that we shouldn’t close our eyes or ears. I have seen. I heard. It is up to me to speak. And to vote!
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