A New Class

We need to reach the millions who live in cities, the hundreds of thousands in industrial centers, the tens of thousands in medium-sized towns, the thousands in small towns, and the hundreds in villages--all these at once. Like a volcanic eruption, a spiritual revolution needs to spread through the country, to spur people to crucial decisions. People have to recognize the futility of splitting life up into politics, economics, the humanities, and religion. We must be awakened to a life in which all of these things are completely integrated.

--Eberhard Arnold


My away message tonight was "I drink from the well-spring Mnemosyne..." This was in preparation for a night of drinking with ASH. My normal drinking away message would be "It's when I know that I have to get out because I have been there before. So I gave up my seat at the bar and I head for the door." But that only applies when I feel the need to go drinking where I know it won't be productive. Tonight, on the other hand, I went to the Bulldog with ASH. We had a pretty decent time there, ended up going to Bruno's, then Fat Harry's, but eventually back to the Bulldog. All in all, the Bulldog is one of the few places I'll miss of New Orleans. Anyways, ASH and I left around 3 to get some Rally's and head back to his place. We ended up having a great discussion about society and politics (this coming from the guy who was yelled at by a professor in the middle of "Political and Social Ethics for being a "Fucking Socialist!"). I did a lot of talking, most of which wouldn't be acceptable in common tongue, but I think the points were valid and, if nothing else, we had a great discussion. That is what drinking from the well-spring Mnemosyne is all about.

I've got some news about next year, but that can wait until I've slept.

May your dreams be filled with your intentions. G'night.