Enemy of Entropy
Archive for June 2008
What Was the Name of That Book?
I remember reading a book – no, a series – in the early 90s or so. The clearest memory I have is that there was some sort of drug that made anyone who took it “perfect” – healthy, beautiful, athletic, etc. It was also addictive after just one dose, and there was no way to get off it – to stop taking it meant death. The main character’s wife was dosed with it so that the suppliers could control the hero. I think the protagonist was white, and seem to recall that his wife was described as having an Afro.
Does that trigger any memories for anyone?
TotD: Carter Heyward on Love
Love, like truth and beauty, is concrete. Love is not fundamentally a sweet feeling; not, at heart, a matter of sentiment, attachment, or being “drawn toward.” Love is active, effective, a matter of making reciprocal and mutually beneficial relation with one’s friends and enemies. Love creates righteousness, or justice, here on earth. To make love is to make justice. As advocates and activists for justice know, loving involves struggle, resistance, risk. People working today on behalf of women, blacks, lesbians and gay men, the aging, the poor in this country and elsewhere know that making justice is not a warm, fuzzy experience. I think also that sexual lovers and good friends know that the most compelling relationships demand hard work, patience, and a willingness to endure tensions and anxiety in creating mutually empowering bonds.
For this reason loving involves commitment. We are not automatic lovers of self, others, world, or God. Love does not just happen. We are not love machines, puppets on the strings of a deity called “love.” Love is a choice – not simply, or necessarily, a rational choice, but rather a willingness to be present to others without pretense or guile. Love is a conversion to humanity – a willingness to participate with others in the healing of a broken world and broken lives. Love is the choice to experience life as a member of the human family, a partner in the dance of life, rather than as an alien in the world or as a deity above the world, aloof and apart from human flesh.
Lawn Sanity!
I detest grass. I’m so allergic that I consider the stuff a personal attack. Beyond that, I’ve always considered all the money and energy that is put into inedible crops that aren’t even pretty to be a disgusting form of conspicuous consumption.
I cheered out loud when I read this article: The Incredible, Edible Front Lawn
It makes so much more sense – and it’s prettier, too! People actually eating what the grow, instead of growing it to cut it. Wow.
What’s the Opposite of Speed? Slowth?
We’re supposed to have the highest-speed residential service available from Comcast, darnit. I will say that the service is much faster than anything we ever got on DSL.
Books & Cute Photo
Totally unrelated to anything else: Squee! (Thanks, AMQ!)
For some odd reason, I got this weird notion about tracking down as many of the books I’ve read as possible. No, I don’t know why.
Read on…




