End of discovery

A quiet Thursday morning. The rest of the team in a meeting with Judith. I don't get to go. This is a little frustrating. This reminds me of two things Greg used to tell me all the time. First, you can't let shit like that stress you out; Second, one way to get ahead - and often times an easier way - is when the person in front of you gets shot.

An intimate moment between George and Paris

good stuff!

unreasonable and illogical (lifted from mforme.blogspot.com)

Unreasonable and illogical
Last night rain, thunder and lightning kept me company. The day was simply too hot and beautiful...the skies could not help but cry....And I could not help thinking.
I've been doing a lot of that this past week...reassessing everything..love, marriage, truth, faith, etc.And somewhere between last wednesday and last night, I became acquainted with another type of love...the logical type..the type that comes after considerable thinking, the type that sees the pros and cons, the type that evaluates probabilities of success...the type that thinks first and feels later....
I see wisdom in this type of love....I see security and compatibility too...but mostly I see plans...designs and calculations. This type of love is so foreign to me....
Maybe it is because I've always been a drifter..an opportunist of some kind, always allowing life to have its way with me...at times ruthlessly, violenty...almost destructively.
All this thinking has nagged me...throwing my deeply held beliefs out of the window, jolting my sense of balance, shaking my dreams...To top it all, I agreed to have lunch with Mr Moon yesterday, nicknamed such because another M would simply add too much confusion to this blog..:)
Mr. Moon is a nice, handsome Paki guy I met at one of those functions where people spit in each other's food! We chatted, ate and laughed...it felt nice....and it scared me.It still scares me...to think first, feel later.
Feelings have almost invariably misled me...yet, I don't know why I still believe in all-consuming love...the type that has neither reason nor logic, neither plans nor probabilities, that knows no boundaries or limits..save its own growth and destruction....the only type I have known so far....
As the thunder roared last night, I decided to call M. I left him a message....unreasonable and illogical...like everything else in my life.

Oliver Wendell Holmes, Jr.

I am re-reading Rousseau's Social Contract theory and will post some thoughts on it soon.

But here's something i read recently and found it very insightful

It is important to recognize, moreover (a point thatOliver Wendell Holmes, Jr. stressed repeatedly), thatpersonal wealth, no matter how great, is a part, and a constructive part, of aggregate social wealth. The rich do not burn their money, or put in boxes under their beds. If saved, the money is invested; if consumed, it provides incomes to the people who produce the goods that the rich buy; if given to charity or to politicians, it affects, not necessarily for the worse, the social, cultural, and political character of the society. The opportunity to amass wealth also channels the ambitions of aggressive people into relatively harmless channels, even if Samuel Johnson exaggerated when he said that people are rarely as innocently engaged as when they are making money.