At some point at the beginning of this year I moved to an old dilapidated house in Terre Haute. I only stayed there a few months and then moved to a closet-like apartment, also in Terre Haute. It was only $250 a month!
Books I Read in 1995
(2.6 Books/Month Average)
1. Neuromancer
2. Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency
3. Sandman: A Game of You
4. The Time Machine
5. Sandman: Fables & Reflections
6. 1984
7. Phaedrus
8. The Things They Carried
9. Off Kennedy’s Yacht
10. Death: The High Cost of Living
11. Kindred
12. In the Vineyard of the Text
13. Frankenstein
14. A Scanner Darkly
15. Batman: Arkham Asylum
16. X-Men: God Loves, Man Kills
17. Service for the Dead
18. Neuromancer
19. The Left Hand of Darkness
20. Solaris
21. Sandman: Brief Lives
22. Music: An Appreciation
23. Neuromancer
24. Sandman: World’s End
25. The Long Dark Teatime of the Soul
26. Johnny Mnemonic Screenplay
27. Oh, the Places You’ll Go
28. The Friendly Snowflake
29. Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
30. The Crow
31. Mr. Punch
Terre Haute
I move to Terre Haute to housesit for the Derreks’ while they are in Europe.
Starts with a Bang
Cathy and I get back together.
During the summer, Casey, a student I had known only peripherally, shot himself. I remember that his last words to me were “Hey, man, I liked your play.”
Got My Paper and I was Free
I graduate from DePauw University with a Bachelor’s degree in English Composition.
An Analysis of Ernest Sosa’s Article “Serious Philosophy and Freedom of Spirit”
Serious philosophy is of the opinion that there is a world and a state of affairs that exists independent of our thoughts. The basic characteristics of this world do not require anyone to exist to think about them. This reality, although independent of our knowing, can be known. That is, we can discover traits about its nature through logic and experience. Indeed, serious philosophers believe that there are constraints built into nature which determine what we can know and in fact help lay some ground rules as to how one can know about this world. Logic is an essential tool for discovering more about the nature of this reality.
The free spirited philosopher, on the other hand, usually believes that there is no ultimate, underlying fact behind reality. Such concepts are unknowable or unimportant. What is more interesting to the free spirit is to discuss how different things work together relative to a certain topic. The free spirit is not interested in seeking an ultimate Truth, but is instead content to get by with philosophies that “work for” him or her.
Sosa brings up two arguments against Seriousness, one of which is the idea that even after thousands of years, serious philosophy has failed to deliver hard and fast tenets with which there are no disagreements. If philosophy were successful, there would not be so many factions with their own pet theories. Instead there would be answers which the majority of philosophers would agree upon in the same way that most astronomers agree that the earth orbits the sun. Several thousand years seems like enough time for philosophy to deliver the goods, so if it hasn’t been successful in that time, what good is it?
First of all, it is a fallacy to impose some sort of time limit on the progress of philosophy. Surely there were centuries since the time of Plato and Socrates during which nothing much happened in the realm of philosophy and perhaps it even lost some ground. In the realm of science, whole schools of thought may be discarded after many decades when new discoveries are brought to light. It is often the case that tools and research methods have not reached a level capable of making new discoveries. It is the same with philosophy. Systems of logic are becoming more refined and sophisticated all the time. It may be the case that philosophy must restart at square one each time a more powerful mental tool is created.
Should a pursuit be deemed unworthy merely because years of research have yielded little or no fruit? Because there is no cure for AIDS at present, should all the doctors and scientists throw up their hands in despair crying, “If we haven’t found a cure by now, we’ll never find one!”? This seems to me contrary to the spirit of man to struggle on in the face of adversity. And is not the struggle for the dearest prize longer and more arduous than the pursuit of that which is transient? What could be more dear than Truth? Should not the path to its discovery be proportionately difficult?
Secondly, agreement on a topic is not necessarily a good-making quality. If all it took to make a group or pursuit worthy was agreement amongst its members, then the practices of the most base and foul cults would be praiseworthy. All of the cults members may be in agreement about the wholesale slaughter of children, but that does not make their organization right or just. This position also neglects the insights which may be gained from disagreement. Various religious sects may be in disagreement over interpretations of holy texts, but should that mean they should bar all discussion and association with members of sects with different opinions? And no matter how many people agree to believe that the world is flat, the world will still be round.
The free spirit concentrates on the collective will of the group. Nothing exists independently of the group’s beliefs and opinions. This view is hard pressed when confronted with the fact that the earth on which the group lives exists whether or not the group has an opinion about it at all. In fact, it is easy to imagine the earth existing without the group at all.
Overall, Sosa does a good job defending Seriousness by bringing up concepts derived from simple reflection and common sense. However, in order to make the statements he does about the worthiness of serious philosophy, he must discuss it within a certain framework. For instance, one can only take it on faith that the pursuit of Truth will yield fruit. It may be that there is no answer or that the questions are even important. To say what he does, Sosa must imbue Truth with worth when it is possible that it is worthless. When viewed in this light, the pursuit of serious philosophy can seem Quixotic.
His attack on agreement presupposes an absolute moral code in which certain acts are evil and certain acts good. This is forcing the free spirit to answer a question that is only possible to ask in the serious philosopher’s world. At best Sosa can say that the agreed-upon actions of a certain group may be frowned upon by other groups in general.
JFK’s America
I bought a blank book in which to write thoughts I didn’t want to forget. When she made change, the cashier handed me a commemorative fifty cent piece minted in 1976 bearing the profile of John F. Kennedy. He is someone I do not know a great deal about except that he was shot. It seems his entire existence is caught up in a stream of grainy film footage during which his head explodes. No one is really sure who shot him and why, but theories and speculations run rampant, helping to fulfill mankind’s need for an elaborate mythology. A friend of mine told me that the span of his life was punctuated by assassinations and attempted assassinations of political figures. Since Kennedy, it seems to have become easier to earmark history with tragedy and foul play. Continue reading →
Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
Begin an internship at High Ground Digital in Terre Haute, Indiana. I start learning 3D Modeling and digital video editing.
I win the Outstanding Playwright award for “All We See and Seem.”
I also win the Outstanding Supporting Actor award for my role as Sarge in “Off Kennedy’s Yacht.” I portrayed a 60 year-old one-armed man who owned a bar in Texas.
Spring Break Day 8
As I passed into Tennessee, I was tempted to make a detour into Memphis, but
after seeing Steve Timm’s documentary on Graceland, I decided to steer clear
of that realm inhabited by the mad followers of a dead king.
As I crossed into Arkansas, I was greeted by a sign reading “Welcome to
Arkansas — Home of President Bill Clinton.” As though they could legitimate
anything that went on there by the fact that their boy was in the White House.
Arkansas didn’t have much to say to me or maybe I was too tired to listen. Continue reading →
Spring Break Day 7
After sleeping in the parking lots of Wal-Mart and Denny’s, I headed to
Galveston, an island city of hotels. I drove along the coast of the Gulf of
Mexico. It was about 4 or 5 in the morning. I parked at a Kroger’s so I could
walk down to the beach. I stood there for a long time, out at the ocean,
mesmerized by the sound of waves slipping in and out.
I returned to the car to rest some more. The dawn came, cold and lifeless.
I had hoped it would be clear so that I could see the sun rise, but I was
denied. Continue reading →