I Walk Wherever My Errands Take Me.

I Walk Wherever My Errands Take Me.

We Know Less When We Erroneously Think We Know Than When We Recognize That We Don't.

In The Bare Room Under The Old Library On The Hill In The Town At The Tip Of The Small Peninsula On The Cold Island So Far From Everything Else, I Lived Among Strangers And Birds.

Think Of Civil Society And The State As Joined In A Marriage Of Necessity. You Already Know Who The Wife Is, The One Who Is Supposed To Love, Cherish And Obey: That's Civil Society. Think Of The State As The Domineering Husband Who Expects To Have A Monopoly On Power, On Violence, On Planning And Policymaking.

The Language Of Commerce Has Been Engineered To Describe The Overt Purpose Of A Thing, But Cannot Encompass Fringe Benefits Or Peripheral Pleasures. It Weighs The Obvious Against What In Its Terms Are Incomprehensible. When I Drive From Here To There, Speed, Privacy, Control, And Safety Are Easy To Claim. When I Walk, What Happens Is More Vague, More Ambiguous-and In Many Circumstances Much Richer. I Am Out In The World. It's Exercise, Though Not So Quantifiably As On A Treadmill In A Gym With A Digital Readout.