I have never been known for my humility, more for my arrogance. Age and desire have
been trying to temper that, at the same time I believe that I have a good heart. Can
those two things coexist and live side by side aiding one another? Seemingly they have.
The presumptions have allowed for discernment and an open heart has allowed for love.
There used to be discernment, difference between art and giftware, but now all is art.
There used to be a difference between original and knockoff, now all the same. Used to
be able to discern between critical thinking and just some random opinions, but now all is valid.
I am holding on with some desperate death grip to the second coming. Not in a biblical sense, but more in the form of the character, Alvy (Woody Allen) in Annie Hall.
The story goes:
Alvy has taken Annie (Diane Keaton) to see The Sorrow and the Pity for the umpteenth time and there is a
Columbia professor behind Alvy and Annie in the movie line. This professor is going on and on about
Marshall Mcluhan’s take on hot and cold media in an attempt to score and impress a female graduate
student. Alvy is going nuts-hates this pretentious freak who is just trying to get laid. Woody Allen steps
out of character and invites Marshall McLuhan, who is out of frame, into the frame.
Marshall Macluhan walks into frame and says to the professor:
’You know nothing of my work”
Alvy says to the camera-“Don’t you wish life were like that”
That’s what God and the second coming would be, someone dressed in a business suit,
nothing too expensive, but void of wrinkles- who goes around all day stating and
addressing what’s true and what’s bullshit.
I mean that could look like what cancel culture is but then again cancel culture lacks
discernment.