|rorty among the eyebrows.|
if we don't have time for foundationalist notions, we can at least focus on alternative methods for justifying our semi-conscious attachment to normativity. or something.
like laundry on the line and ghosts in the closet, the shreds of times we spent observing the Truth may still warble in the [W]ind: our impulse for metaphysical meaning may leap out of our half-baked souls and into a fully baked world.
out of the frying pan, and into the sun.
for those of you still reading, those last few lines have constituted the introduction to my exposition of a concept i am grappling with - pragmatism.
with the advent of pragmatic thinking, we have been dragged once again into a world where there are things to say - about God, about living, and about apathy.
so let's toast to finding a new conversation! and let's hope it lasts a long, long time.
it's unrelated, but megan (megan's blog) has alerted me to this wonderful little cultural comment:
“people cry at weddings for the same reason they cry at happy endings: because they so desperately want to believe in something they know is not credible.” - @margaretatwood