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Does Enough Equal Enough?

Assorted thoughts on the (mis-)conduct of my newfound peers at Yale.


Thursday, 2004-08-26 | Classic Gin, New Haven, Social Studies, Strong Drink

Still can't do the math.

One observes the inebreity of one's fellows. He makes a map--he knows where he's been (if he's clever) and where he intends to retire.

Forget the pretense; here's the straight shit from New Haven:

Motherfuckers who you thought you could write off as pious--as ineffectual and simpering lightweights--have been representing the death march in a way that many of its progenitors could never had anticipated.

I find myself in a place where each and every subtlety that describes and defines the essential antinomies, paradoxes and hyporcrasies of organized religion is regularly hyperbolized (yeah, I've been known to invent a word or two) to a level beyond comfort.

I explain to my peers that I come from big, bad Chicago and where I once dwelt is a place called Ice Planet Hell, but they continue to treat me as if I were an uneducated outsider--completely unfamiliar with the basic conceits and casual deceit that, together, characterize the life of man.

I blame it on two things.

  1. The Wassails: even the most delicate of humans might be persuaded by the drink to configure himself as a kind of Paul Atredies Superman by the drink.
  2. The Insularity: when you commit yourself to the essential (i.e. religion) you (by default) become the bride of solitude. After all, how can anyone ever hope to understand your unique and illuminating motivations once you've decided that you and only you know each and every rule to the game?
My consciousness is rapidly fading, but you get the point by now (I'm sure); the drink and the earnest and pious commitment to one's own Ego forces one to revert to one's high school self.

Black o-ut.