September 2005

The other day I got really pissed off thinking about how many intelligent people are lazy. I think I got a little too angry, but at the same time I think if you have a talent you are obligated to use it for the improvement of the human condition. By this I mean, how can anyone with intelligence sit around doing nothing while millions of people around the world live in abject poverty, and environmental destruction proceeds at an unprecedented rate? On the other hand, many ultra-genius types throughout history claim that drug use “enhances” or “complements” their ability to think. So since I haven’t tried drugs maybe I shouldn’t judge them. It’s a fine line to walk between social tolerance and the desire to admonish those you care about so that their lives will be healthier. An appropriate quotation from Matthew Henry’s Bible Commentary:
1 The words of king Lemuel, the prophecy that his mother taught him. 2 What, my son? and what, the son of my womb? and what, the son of my vows? 3 Give not thy strength unto women, nor thy ways to that which destroyeth kings. 4 It is not for kings, O Lemuel, it is not for kings to drink wine; nor for princes strong drink: 5 Lest they drink, and forget the law, and pervert the judgment of any of the afflicted. 6 Give strong drink unto him that is ready to perish, and wine unto those that be of heavy hearts. 7 Let him drink, and forget his poverty, and remember his misery no more. 8 Open thy mouth for the dumb in the cause of all such as are appointed to destruction. 9 Open thy mouth, judge righteously, and plead the cause of the poor and needy. PROVERBS 31:1-9

The following are topics of recent interest: Global Climate Change, the Organic Foods Market (eg Wild Oats, Whole Foods), Bill O’Reilly, the Ninjai animations on, Project Censored, Seeds of Change, USDA,, ethical investments, Wendell Berry, Eustace Conway, and the Amish Farmers.
Additionally, I am adding some links to friends’ blogs (Alex went to China, Francisco is heading from Mexico to Ecuador).
Under the category of adventures, transamerican bike rides, J. Michael Fay’s Megatransect, and the Thomas J. Watson Fellowship.
I’m looking for a possible site to post many of my Appalachian Trail photos on, maybe bebo, friendster, something else? I don’t know much about these sites. has free music streaming.
Started reading Life of Pi, by Yann Martel. It’s pretty good.
College life is incredibly stressful this year (3). I’m getting involved with the Student Environmental Action League (SEAL) and Environmental Planning and Management Committee (EPMC, website
Turtles and Otters are the coolest animals ever.

Here is a link relevant to the previous post:
Why is it than when that which is desired is within grasp one is compelled to withdraw one’s hand? People are overwhelming when the qualities they express are in essence almost identical to one’s self, yet in form radically divergent. Conflict is the fountainhead of novelty, and turbulent flow leads to the greatest number of outcomes.

The history of the world is a history of corruption. Men of power do whatever they can to get more power. In secret they plot to dominate all. The giant forces directing the writhing masses of humanity fancy themselves to be gods, concerned only with the supervision of life. But there are other forces which well up from the foundations of existence, forces of love and forgiveness. Forces of persevering, unconditional kindness. People who willingly sacrifice power and wealth so as to express basic generosity. As Mother Teresa states, “Better to do small acts with great love than grand acts with little love”. Those who listen to the pulse of human life know that the currents of fortune flow only along certain channels. The desire for power and the desire to express love are present in all people. The seed of myth can spring forth from any person, and grow at any level of social interaction. To know what is true one needs nothing more than the ability to look inward, and see the entire life of our species in one’s body and mind. The soul must make its home somewhere, and it is through these bodies that we reach out to others, knowing that somewhere behind the veil of the senses lies a realm of light, where all is made known and all is good and true. Someday, we will shed not only our frail mortal forms, but also the darkness of our hearts and the corruption of our egoes. Someday we will be free, and when we are, we will remember the foretaste of Heaven which peered through the eyes of our fellow human beings because of a simple act of unconditional love.