Sunday, June 25, 2006

Autumn, not fall, fool!

I'm a foreigner here in London. Yeah, sure, that's like half the rest of its population, but it's fun discovering little things that can prove I haven't been around here for long. Like saying "Since last fall..."

Then comes the moment when the pretty British real estate agent O. replies "Huh! You say fall??" like it's the funniest word she's heard and you realize British people have their own way for saying such a simple thing and that you have to sound funny to learn some things. "Oh sorry I should say autumn, right?"

I wonder how many times it's going to happen to me...

Monday, June 19, 2006

We can only hope. And try.

The terrible dilemma of our lives. Whatever happens, it is evil beyond compare.
Why struggle, then? Why choose? If all alternatives are the same…
Evidently we go on, as we always have. From day to day. At this moment, we work to defeat the police. But we cannot do it all at once; it is a sequence. An unfolding process. We can only control the end by making a choice at each step.
He thought. We can only hope. And try.
On some other world, possibly it is different. Better, There are good and evil alternatives. Not these obscure admixtures, these blends, with no proper tool by which to untangle the components.
We do not have he ideal world, such as we would like, where morality is easy because cognition is easy. Where one can do right with no effort because he can detect the obvious.

Philip K Dick - The Man In The High Castle