I am a Pisces. I am an Ueber-Pisces. This means that if I make it to breakfast without believing two contradictory things at the same time my day is wasted.
I am very sympathetic to the hippy lifestyle. I am very understanding of the rebellions made necessary by the cultural poverty of much of this country. We are profoundly stupid in some important ways.
At the same time, I am a defender of traditional culture, but–and here is the important point–not so much in the specific as in the general.
I did some work last week in a redneck town in the South somewhere. The thing is, I live in a city where most people are not fucking idiots, at least compared to most of the rest of the world. But I FORGET that there really are inbred imbeciles out there, who really are indefensibly stupid.
Today, in fact, I was listening to this guy trying to invoke the Civil War, but he kept saying the Silver War. I don’t get this. This is not remotely where I live, obviously.
I defend Christianity in general, forgetting often that much of what these people believe is farcical and harmful, at least in some cases. Certainly, I am no fan of the Catholic church, even if I do my best to protect faith in general from its many critics.
I want to have my cake and to eat it too. I want to support the dominant culture and at the same time to support rebellions against it. I want to support culture as an idea, knowing that quite often stupidity is an inexorable concomitant.
The reconciliation of contradiction is perhaps the most important human task. My sense is that it is not best done with thoughts, but with perceptions without names, that pass through once, leaving no form to remember, but which change everything.
My work will continue. I recognize many, if not all, the problems. Carry on is my motto.