Showing posts with label bad ideas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bad ideas. Show all posts

Thursday, September 21, 2023

a cockpit.......................

 We live in a time of ideological exhaustion. . . . Identity is the ruling orthodoxy of the day. Wesley Yang calls it the “successor ideology”, but it is less an ideology than a cockpit of grinding, wounding grievances contradicting one another: a perpetual conflict machine.

-Martin Gurri, from here

thanks Michael

Monday, April 10, 2023

She makes it sound like...................

 ...................there is something wrong with "rootedness:"

We struggle now to update our ideas of home and place for a new unbounded era, naturally wishing to shed outdated notions of stasis and rootedness.

-Maggie Jackson, Distracted: The Erosion of Attention and the Coming Dark Age

Tuesday, April 26, 2022

A veneer really......................

 Everywhere in the West there are subversive minorities who, sheltered by our humanitarianism and our sense of justice, hold the incendiary torches ready, with nothing to stop the spread of their ideas except the critical reason of a single, fairly intelligent, mentally stable stratum of the population.  One should not overestimate the thickness of this stratum.

-C. G. Jung, from his 1957 work, The Undiscovered Self

Sunday, February 27, 2022

More hope........................

 In the modern world, if communities are unhappy, it is because they choose to be so. Or, to speak more precisely, because they have ignorances, habits, beliefs, and passions, which are dearer to them than happiness or even life. I find many men in our dangerous age who seem to be in love with misery and death, and who grow angry when hopes are suggested to them. They think that hope is irrational and that, in sitting down to lazy despair, they are merely facing facts. I cannot agree with these men. To preserve hope in our world makes calls upon our intelligence and our energy. In those who despair it is very frequently the energy that is lacking.

-Bertrand Russell, another excerpt from his essay, Reflections On My Eightieth Birthday

Friday, October 16, 2020

Saturday, July 6, 2019

The Intertunnel as a ....................


........................teaching tool?   Unlike most of my faithful readers, I did not know the meaning of "panopticon."   I'm sorry I looked it up.   Sometimes you are just better off not knowing.