4.25.2020 – defense of thinking

defense of thinking
extremely stupid deep thoughts

allowed to do so

In this morning’s Guardian, Hadley Freeman writes, “For this reason, I would argue very strongly in defence of thinking, talking and writing about extremely stupid stuff that has nothing to do with the current hellishness.

She was writing about all the things people are doing during this stay-at-home period.

She commented on coronactivities.

I love that word and I am going to embrace it.

Ms. Hadley was referring to learning to bake bread or reading (or attempting to read) Finnegan’s Wake.

Which calls to mind an anecdote that I cannot place right now but someone (maybe William Shirer?) who said he could never get through Finnegan’s Wake but by chance he was somewhere where James Joyce was doing a reading of the book.

The man wrote that the text came alive when read in a Irish accent and phrasing.

But I digress.

I also have never opened a copy of Finnegan’s Wake.

STILL!

In defence or defense (depending on which side of the Atlantic Ocean you are on – I love how my spell check throws out defence) of thinking extremely stupid deep thoughts, let me say this.

JUST DO IT.

I am allowed to do so.

Browse pages of cowboy boots I will never order and wouldn’t wear if I did.

But I can imagine it.

Reread old books for the fun of it.

I looked up Double Trouble for Rupert and Triple Trouble for Rupert on archive.org.

Books I haven’t thought about in 50 years.

They are still worth the time.

I log on to the website for the Desoto Beach Hotel on Tybee just to watch the live beach cam.

I plan to be there on my 60th birthday this summer.

I plan to get up and watch the sunrise out of the Atlantic Ocean.

What has that to do with social distancing?

Will that help locate toilet paper?

Will it help pay or provide for all the out of work barbers?

Will it hurry along my stimulous check?

Not much, nope, nope and nope.

But I get to spend my time planning.

I am reminded of the scene in the movie Amadeus where it is suggest to Mozart that his choice of source material is not what it should be.

“Surely you can choose more elevated themes,” says the Baron Von Swieten.

“Elevated? What does that mean? Elevated! Come on now, be honest. Wouldn’t you all rather listen to your hairdressers than Hercules? Or Horatius? Or Orpheus? All those old bores.” replies a flustered Mozart.

I am spending my stay at home thinking extremely stupid deep thoughts.

Nothing against the corornactivies.

I think it is great folks are cooking and eating and reading.

Going back to Ms. Hadley, “This isn’t just about giving yourself a break from thinking about the coronavirus, although God knows we could all do with one. You cannot read dystopian headlines all day without collapsing in on yourself like a dying star. Instead, it’s about giving yourself permission to still be a human being.”

Permission to still be a human being.

Why?

As Mr. Joyce writes in Finnegans Wake, to “Make me feel good in the moontime.

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