This Time Magazine article
on the end of days is related tangentally to yesterday’s post. It
also reminds me of how my father’s incomplete training as a physicist
ties in with his superstitiousness. He believes that when people
pass away, they give off a charge of energy or electricity of some
kind. He claims that a current passed through his television set
(it was switched off) when his mother passed away earlier this year.
Because some of myopic friends view Iceland as a destination for clubbing and bachelor parties, I’m directing my pointer at Saheli’s latest post on Indo-Icelandic relations.
Posner and Becker
are taking the “marriage as a contract” approach to discussing gay
marriage. While I have been forced to renounce my contractual
view of marriage in the past, I feel that they present a compelling
political argument in favor of gay marriage.
The worst migraine yet: The blank white canvas of sky in the
outer Richmond this morning was overpowering. A call went
in to my secretary, and I scurried back to my room, drew the shades,
and contemplated my right temple. I think that I am at the
halfway point of migraine season.