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| I can walk around on my bad foot if I don't put any weight on the ball of it. Movement is still not fluid, though. That, combined with the sluggishness that afflicts me whenever I'm home, has lead me to feel like important muscles in my body are atrophying while I get more out-of-shape than normal. Time is going by very quickly, which is an indication that nothing is happening: (unoriginal speculation) my perception of time is not as a continuous stream but as a discretized series of moments. The granularity of those moments determines how time passes for me; today I had big moments that stretched across otherwise undifferentiated swathes of real time. It's no way to live. I found some mildly interesting things on the internet since I've finally caught up with it. Apparently there's a video game coming out whose storyline is meant to be a critique of Objectivism. Also, there's a way to turn your gameboy (or whatever the hand-held consoles are these days) into a guitar. Darmstadter Rockrimmon the Younger sent me a link to this game. He also sent me a link to this funny video about copyright law and Disney. It's quite good. WARNING: After I get back from traveling this summer, I'm going to start complaining about intellectual property law again. I haven't for a long time, because it hasn't come up, but I'm going to be in a world where that comes up far more often, I think. DEPRESSING STORY: I went to the bookstore today to buy some books for train reading during my upcoming Europe trip, and went to where I knew the Philosophy section was. There, to my astonishment, was a big sign saying "Metaphysical Studies." What is "Metaphysical Studies"? Well, apparently it's inclusive of such a wide range of topics as crystal therapy, paranormal investigation into the existence of ghosts, tarot reading, astrology, druidic handbooks, postmodernism, critical theory, pragmatism, "The Philosophy of South Park," anything by Bertrand Russell.... All just species of the same genus. Whoodathunk? I leave you with a joke that I found in the Google preview of Fodor's Concepts: Where Cognitive Science Went Wrong, which was a title that caught my eye. It's genre is coincidental, given some stuff that has mattered to me recently. Here's the joke: Old joke: Once upon a time a disciple went to his guru and asked him, 'Guru, what is life?' To which the guru replies, after much thinking, 'My Son, life is like a fountain.' The disciple is outraged. 'Is that the best you can do? Is that what you call wisdom?' 'All right,' says the guru; 'don't get excited. So maybe it's not like a fountain.' | ||||||||||||
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