Small Streams

In Front of Your Nose
December 6, 2009, 11:13 am
Filed under: awareness, meta, politics

I just finished reading George Orwell’s collected essays, journalism, and letters. Four volumes, five months, a great number of subjects, surprising really, when I recall what turned up in Orwell’s life that illuminated mine.

It’s hard at times to locate his point of view. He was at times objective, but not Olympian. He was at times inflamed, especially on the issue of unfettered speech. But he always took more pains than nearly any writer I know of to understand another’s point of view.

To some extent Orwell has been unneccessarily beatified, and he is probably more quoted than read (in fact, I have tried and failed twice to re-read 1984). But the more I’ve read Orwell, the greater the payoff has been.

Andrew Sullivan has the following Orwell quote stuck on his masthead: “To see what is in front of one’s nose needs a constant struggle.”

Here’s the rest of the paragraph. . .

One thing that helps towards it is to keep a diary, or at any rate, to keep some record of one’s opinions about important events. Otherwise, when some particularly absurd belief is exploded by events, one may simply forget that one ever held it. Political predictions are usually wrong, but even when one makes a correct one, to discover why one is right can be very illuminating.

Inspiring, don’t you think?

Back Again
August 30, 2009, 8:51 pm
Filed under: meta

Just got the darned thing unblocked. Lost the draft about I don’t know what. Anyway I’m virtually in Irwin. You can catch up to my virtual travels there.

I Love Templates
July 3, 2009, 10:37 am
Filed under: meta, photography | Tags:

This photo was edited with the Photo Lab Daily app and I used the cut-and-paste function.

The Problem with Convenience
May 23, 2009, 8:45 am
Filed under: meta

I’m trying to fix a problem with my blog software. As of now, my March 8 entry is listed first, no matter how many posts I have made since then. I went in to my dashboard to change its status, and it merely gives me a clock-spinning symbol: “I’m thinking. I’m thinking. . . ”

All of this would be fine if I could sit in front of a desktop or laptop. But I don’ wanna. I’m beginning to think that this phone the size of one suit of playing cards is all the computer I want in my life. I wish I could similarly shrink the form of my automobile.

July 18, 2007, 9:52 am
Filed under: meta

When it comes to the computer, I feel like Tristram Shandy. I’m always getting diverted on my way to something else. This morning instead of doing anything particular I’m clearing out room on my hard drive. One application file doesn’t want to be thrown away. So I drag it to a place where I can unlock it and throw it away and after I do that I have found I have only thrown away a duplicate.

So now I find myself writing about it.