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“…and we all have a brain about the size of a walnut.”

In the 1970’s the colonization of space seemed within our grasp.  Now that vision is slipping away, and in it’s place we see a future of the eons long decay of human culture on an exhausted and ravaged planet.  A future of millennia after millennia of  tribal warfare over ever-diminishing resources.  A future of superstition and ignorance.  The gift of abundant fossil fuels, a precious bootstrap to sustainability,  will be wasted; and an industrial base adequate to support a technical civilization made  impossible.   The human footprints on the moon will slowly fade to legend, and then vanish.

 

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Book collecting as a cargo cult of knowledge

Cargo cult: “A cargo cult is a belief system among members of a relatively undeveloped society in which adherents practice superstitious rituals hoping to bring modern goods supplied by a more technologically advanced society.” Wikipedia

I have a large book collection, more than I can ever read. Yet I still acquire them.  Perhaps a hundred recent purchases are stacked next to my bed.  This is not rational behavior.

But that’s OK, because I am not a slave to rationality. Instead I am happily practicing the superstitious ritual of buying books in the hope of gaining knowledge without actually doing the work required to learn.

But really, I know I don’t have enough years left in my life to master all the knowledge I desire, and when I die, these books will remain as a tedious chore for someone else, and a sad monument to my failure to learn.

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Ice in the backyard

CF and I were just talking (March 2019) about how we haven’t seen any ice in the backyard for a number of years.  But it wasn’t always this way — picture taken in January 2007.