Saturday, Sep 26, 2015
What a wonderful little book. Some choice quotes:
There's no more attractive pleasure, in my view, than following one's ideas wherever they lead, as the hunter pursues his game, without even trying to keep to any set route.
A bed witnesses our birth and death; it is the unvarying theatre in which the human race acts out, successively, its captivating dramas, laughable farces, and dreadful tragedies. It is a cradle bedecked with flowers; it is the throne of love; it is a sepulchre.
Her flaming cheeks, her coral lips, her gleaming teeth, her alabaster neck, set against a background of verdure, struck every eye.
I've had a few friends, several mistresses, a host of love affairs, even more acquaintances; and now I don't mean a thing to any of those people, who have even forgotten my name. How many protestations of affection they uttered, how many favours they offered! I could always count on their fortunes - they said - on an eternal friendship, without reservation! My dear Rosine [dog], who has never offered me any favours, in fact does me the greatest favour that can be shown to humanity: she loved me once, and she still loves me today.
The death of a sensitive man who expires in the midst of his heartbroken friends, and that of a butterfly killed off by the chill morning air in the calyx of a flower, mark two similar epochs in the course of nature. Man is nothing but a phantom, a shadow, a vapour that vanishes into thin air.
Fly shepherdess, urge on your flock, hide away in the wildest and remotest caverns: there is no rest on this melancholy earth.
The soul, today flooded with dark ideas and tragic images, finds causes of sadness everywhere - just as a corrupted stomach converts the healthiest foods into poisons.
What an intense, melancholy pleasure [my heart] feels when my eyes run over the lines traced by someone who is no longer alive. Here is his handwriting, it was his heart that guided his hand, and this letter is all I have left of him!
When the spacious and triple gates of hell suddenly opened wide before him, and the deep pit of nothingness and night appeared at his feet in all its horror, - he surveyed with an intrepid eye the dark domain of chaos; and without a moment's hesitation, spreading his vast wings, which could have covered a whole army, he flung himself into the abyss.
And since the nature of men is such that happiness does not seem made for them, since friend unwittingly offends friend, and even lovers cannot live without quarrelling - in short, since from Lycurgus to our own days all legislators have failed in their efforts to make men happy - I will at least have the consolation of having made a dog happy.
Although I am continually striving to forget my sorrows and to chase them from my thoughts, it sometimes happens, when I am not sufficiently on my guard, that they suddenly all come flooding into my memory at the same time, as if the sluice gates had been opened for them. On these occasions, I have no option but to abandon myself to the torrent sweeping me away, and my ideas then become so gloomy, and all the objects around me seem so dismal, that I usually end up laughing at my own folly; as a result, the very intensity of the malady produces its own remedy.
Man, the ephemeral spectator of an eternal spectacle, raises for an instant his eyes to the heavens, and then closes them again for ever; but, during this fleeting instant that is granted him, from every point of the sky and from the very furthest bourns of the universe, a consoling ray of light sets out from every world, and falls onto his eyes, announcing to him that there is a relationship between that immensity and himself, and that he is an associate of eternity.
I maintain (even though my feeling may be regarded as paradoxical) that the light and brilliant wit of conversation is not even necessary in the most long-lasting love affair, if it has really sprung from the heart; and despite everything that those who have only ever half loved may say of the long intervals that intense feelings of love and friendship leave between them, the day always goes by quickly when you spent it with your beloved, and silence is as full of interest as any discussion.
O time! Dread deity! It is not your cruel scythe that fills me with terror; I fear only your hideous children, Indifference and Forgetfulness, who turn there-quarters of our lifespan into a long death.
All that remains in the depths of my heart are regrets and empty memories; a melancholy brew, on which my life continues to swim, just as a vessel smashed by the tempest continues to float for a while on the stormy sea! Until, as the water slowly seeps in through the broken planks, the unhappy vessel disappears, swallowed up by the abyss; the waves sweep over it, the tempest calms down, and the sea swallow skims over the solitary and tranquil plain of the ocean.
So - I will die one day? I will die? I - the person speaking, the person able to feel and touch myself - I might die? I find it rather difficult to believe: after all, others die, and there's nothing more natural than that: you see it happen every day: you see them passing away, you get used to it; but for you to die, you yourself - you in person! Well, that's a bit too much.
I think we should allow ourselves to laugh, or at least to smile, each time that an innocent opportunity to do so presents itself.
A Journey Around My Room, Xavier de Maistre, http://smile.amazon.com/Journey-Around-Room-Hesperus-Classics/dp/1843910993/
Friday, Aug 21, 2015
When it comes to political issues, we usually should not fight for what we believe in. Fighting for something, as I understand the term, involves fighting against someone. If one's goal faces no (human) opposition, then one might be described as working for a cause (for instance, working to reduce tuberculosis, working to feed the poor) but not fighting for it. Thus, one normally fights for a cause only when what one is promoting is controversial. And most of the time, those who promote controversial causes do not actually know whether what they are promoting is correct, however much they may think they know... they are fighting in order to have the experience of fighting for a noble cause, rather than truly seeking the ideals they believe themselves to be seeking.
Fighting for a cause has significant costs. Typically, one expends a great deal of time and energy, while simultaneously imposing costs on others, particularly those who oppose one's own political position. This time and energy is very likely to be wasted, since neither side knows the answer to the issue over which they contend. In many cases, the effort is expended in bringing about a policy that turns out to be harmful or unjust. It would be better to spend one's time and energy on aims that one knows to be good.
In Praise of Passivity, Michael Huemer, 2012, http://studiahumana.com/pliki/wydania/In%20Praise%20of%20Passivity.pdf
Saturday, Jun 27, 2015
Friday, May 22, 2015
Lessons learned buying a truck camper:
- Slide-outs are a must. They make everything so spacious.
- Solar panels are worth it so that you don't have to always worry about disconnecting the battery when leaving the camper for a while.
- Learn all the weight acronyms and try to take everything into account (solar panels, generators, etc). Most of the additional weight will be on the back axle (although cab+engine is still the majority of the weight in front), so each GAWR is just as important as GVWR.
- Gross Vehicle Weight (GVW) = Everything in Vehicle including passengers and cargo
- Wet Weight/Curb Weight = GVW – (Passengers + Cargo)
- Dry Weight = Wet Weight – Fluids
- Gross Vehicle Weight Rating (GVWR) = Max GVW
- Gross Combination Weight (GCW) = GVW + GTW
- Gross Axle Weight Rating (GAWR) = Max on one axle
- List out all truck components (axles, wheels, rims, springs, etc.) to find your weakest weight rating link, as that's all that really matters (unless you upgrade those). Manuals can be confusing: some calculate available cargo assuming a 150lb person in every seat. Manuals might also give the rating of something as its weakest link, so for example an axle might have a much higher rating but it may be listed at the rating of the springs (which can be upgraded).
- Get weighed at a CAT scale before and after putting on the camper: http://catscale.com/
- Wheel airbags with remote control are really nice - 5 PSI without camper and 70 PSI with
- Get a rechargeable tire inflater and a tire gauge that runs to the tires' max PSI
- Make sure the tires are at max PSI before putting the camper on
- Use checklists before putting on the camper, taking it off, going somewhere, etc. (e.g. retracting the slide out, moving license plate, etc.)
- Make sure the center of gravity will go in the right place
- Measure the total height of truck+camper and put it somewhere on the dash so that you always know if you're good when an overpass is coming up.
- When backing the truck under the camper, kneel down under the tailend to see if you're lined up
- If you're financing, as always, get a few quotes before hand to find a good deal on the rate.
- If you get bigger wheels, make sure the odometer is updated to track correctly.
- Carry a portable, rechargeable tire inflator in the truck like the Slime 40033
Friday, May 23, 2014
It's often said that humans have a unique appreciation for death, compared to other animals, due to our advanced consciousness. I wonder if it's not the opposite. So often we don't live life to the fullest because of our abstraction of death. We can pass for months or even years in our safe, sheltered houses, doing minimal labor to get remotely packaged foods, with the only fears being what other humans think of us. Non-human understanding of death is probably more intuitive, but seems to be much more appreciative. Humans seem to appreciate death - and therefore life - the most when actually confronted by it. When it leaves the abstract and becomes real. I think death can be looked at optimistically, and ultimately happily, but it probably does good to consider it - and life itself - more often, in all of its light.
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