When wondering whether or not clothing has benefitted
mankind, Montaigne theorizes, “Now, all other creatures [are] sufficiently
furnished with all things necessary for [their] support,…it is not to be
imagined that we…are brought…defective…and in such a state as cannot subsist
without external aid.”
Showing posts with label Brave New Worlds. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Brave New Worlds. Show all posts
Thursday, January 15, 2015
Of Social Media
When wondering whether or not clothing has benefitted
mankind, Montaigne theorizes, “Now, all other creatures [are] sufficiently
furnished with all things necessary for [their] support,…it is not to be
imagined that we…are brought…defective…and in such a state as cannot subsist
without external aid.”Tuesday, January 13, 2015
A Different View
I’m still unsure if this little excursion was legal
according to BYU police. If I stop attending class sometime after I post
this, you’ll know why.
When my wife and I were dating, we shared our “BYU Bucket
Lists,” the things we wanted to do before we graduated, with each other. A
common item on the lists was going to the roof of the SWKT (Spencer W. Kimball
Tower). One particularly spontaneous moment later, and we found ourselves
climbing up the stairs to the top of that
building.
Neither of us really
expected the door to be unlocked, but when we got to the top, there it was--a metal door, with a chain tied to its handle, but the lock was unlatched. After catching our breath and applauding ourselves for becoming little rebels, we
bravely removed the chain and ventured into our “brave new world.”
The view from the top was nothing spectacular. I’d been to
the “Y” before, I’d seen Provo from much higher heights than ten or twelve
stories, but I still remember the view from that building. There were the normal
Provo things: Utah Lake, Mt. Timpanogos, and ugly campus buildings (here’s
looking at you, MARB). Then there was the different addition to my view: vibrant,
green eyes that somehow find joy and humor in things that I overlook; a quiet,
humble confidence that buoys me up; and a unique, fun sense of humor that I started to realize I was
growing to love.
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