Friday, November 30, 2007

Indifference

"The opposite of love is not hate, it's indifference. The opposite of art is not ugliness, it's indifference. The opposite of faith is not heresy, it's indifference. And the opposite of life is not death, it's indifference." - Elie Wiesel

Isn't THAT the truth. Very Christian sentiment, what with Jesus (through John in Apocalypsos) admonishing the luke-warm faithfull at one of those seven churches, I forget which, in ancient Turkey.

It's been my sin, indifference that is. An economic term for me. Economics is interested in what choices rational consumers are indifferent about. A movie costing ten bucks or a book costing the same. That sort of thing. 'Revealed preference' is the phrase I'm thinking of as well.

For the record, I've passed all the C.P.M. modules and qualify for a Lifetime C.P.M. designation. I may not, however, get around to sending in the paperwork.

Saw the movie 'A Face In The Crowd' last night. Andy Griffith and Patricia Neal and an excellant Walter Matthau in a supporting role. This is a very relevant movie today. I guess one could say it's Andy Griffith in a sort of Elmer Gantry type role. Terrific commentary on politics and TV and the fragility of fame and popularity. No one has seen it.

The end may be coming for me. Don't even know if I want to hit the road again. House is going away, finally, sometime early next month. Might try to take Kitty ('Ole Lady') to the Dumb Friend's League. Or may have to just let her fend for herself with the occasional help of strangers. I've sat with Kitty in front of a blazing fire lately. Made me think how lucky I had been but just couldn't see it. I had a life worth preserving but just threw it away with gambling and booze and chronic inertia, which preceeded the gambling and booze. Of course that begs the question: Isn't this life NOW worth preserving. Perhaps. But too much may have been lost. And I'm satisfied that things are stable. My mother is well cared for. My sister will have to fend for herself as always. 47 has seemed at times both very old and very young. What more is there to do, though? Why shouldn't I bring it to an end?

The most common answer is that I don't have the right. It's a good answer but not entirely sufficient. Maybe just drive to I-O-Way and watch some campaigning. Might be fun and I have always wanted to do it.

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