Friday, January 20, 2012
The Story of the Lighter
Once upon a time there were two lighters. They were identical twins, and for some reason whenever one of them used his fuel, the other would lose the same amount of fuel. But anyways, the lighters' parents always preached the danger of starting forest fires to their children. The lighters' uncles, on the other hand, loved starting forest fires, and were always telling the young lighters how great a thrill it was, and that they too should start forest fires. One of the twins believed his parents were right, and viewed his uncles as crazy madmen. The other lighter saw things the opposite way, and began going all over town starting forest fires. Well when police searched for their suspect, they found one that fit the exact description, and was running pretty low on fuel for such a young lighter. Unfortunately, this was the innocent lighter, and he was forced to either accept his fate in lighter-prison, or use up all his fuel to stop his brother from starting more forest fires. Even more unfortunate was the fact that this would lead to the deaths of both lighters, even though the true lighters to blame were the uncles who told them that starting forest fires was fun.
But who are we to impose such moral affiliations upon an imaginary race of lighters? We know not their needs or struggles. Perhaps starting forest fires for them is the equivalent of writing a book for us. Perhaps the uncles took pride in their work, while it was the parents who were trying to suppress the arts to create a weak and tame underclass of lighters. Perhaps we will never know. What we do know, however, is this: the life of a lighter is not as luxurious as one may like to have linger in one's lazy imagination.
But who are we to impose such moral affiliations upon an imaginary race of lighters? We know not their needs or struggles. Perhaps starting forest fires for them is the equivalent of writing a book for us. Perhaps the uncles took pride in their work, while it was the parents who were trying to suppress the arts to create a weak and tame underclass of lighters. Perhaps we will never know. What we do know, however, is this: the life of a lighter is not as luxurious as one may like to have linger in one's lazy imagination.
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
attention all senators
be forewarned: an RCN technician is scheduled to arrive at our apartment some time between 11am and 2pm this saturday.
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
It is Adrian's Birthday
Happy birthday, Adrian. I will buy you birthday alcohol from Choice upon my arrival.
Friday, January 6, 2012
i miss everyone
can't wait to see you guys. i guess excluding jesse, just cause i don't know when i'll get to see you next. but my original point stands. i miss everyone.
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