Today, meet Historical Precedent. Fight!

Since the dawn of time, History has known what to do with rampant outbreaks of philosophy far disconnected with reality, this lovely, lovely common experience we share.

Not that History's method hasn't had its foibles. Hemlock got rid of a decent guy.


But it got one thing right, according to a long-lost cave art recently discovered in the south of France (where else?):



Thog: Please pass the berries.
Hoarg: What berries?
Thog: The ones beside you.
Hoarg: How do you know they exist?
Thog: I can see them.
Hoarg: Well, that's truth for you.
Thog: How about technological applications of inertia-generated electromagnetic repulsion?
Hoarg: Is it an Authentic technological application?
Thog: Yes.
Hoarg: In which way do you mean, 'yes' to that question?
Thog: (whack)

Exactly.

Now where were such fine, upstanding people when nutcases who made excuses for tyranny, idiocy, and the acceptance of incoherency were about? There were some - think of the epic battles G.K. Chesterton fought.

But especially after WWII... who fought then?

If we are to create a new renaissance of Western Culture alongside our renaissance of technology, giving the slightest credence to the bizarre excesses of 'post-modernity', anti-foundationalist theories, and such minions seems a frightfully daft way to go about it.

Are we even listening, anymore? Are the soul's Great Questions too frequently drowned out? Don't get me wrong. The 'iPod'*(Trademarked! Please please please don't sue me, O myraid legions of faceless, soulless iLawyers!) is just an application, not the main event...

Perhaps this is a personal battle, to be fought mind-to-mind, heart-to-heart, soul-to-soul. So pass on a philosophy of life, of love, of sense; renew our respect of each other, of love, of vows, even of the excesses. Give us back the meaning interwined in each moment. Give us back the divine comedy of life.

Are you with me? There's the target. So put on your aluminum-foil helmet, we're going in.