Yesterday’s game—Green Bay against Minnesota in Viking land—came to an awful end before it hardly began. Aaron Rodgers, our #12, suffered a broken right collar bone during the first quarter of the game. As he throws with his right arm, this is immensely worrying. There is a chance he might not be back for the rest of the season.

AaronRodgers left the game during the second series of the game after taking a hit from Vikings linebacker Anthony Barr. It was a hard hit, though considered legal. He fell to his right and braced himself for the fall with his right arm. He was carted off the field and didn’t return. We lost the game, 23 to 10.


Happy Birthday

Oscar Wilde was born in Dublin, Ireland on this day in 1854.
“It is silly of you, for there is only one thing in the world worse than being talked about, and that is not being talked about.”
Can you imagine that poor man doing hard time in a 19th century prison? That poor, suffering man. No wonder when he returned to public life, having served his time, he was described as ruined. A wreck of a man in a ruined body. But of course Oscar suffered through it, dressed himself back up, and refused to hide. Endurance. Perhaps the greatest strength is to endure.

Days of Birth

TODAY is Hannah Arendt’s Birthday … tomorrow it’s Nietzsche and Foucault … seems to me that makes this weekend one for celebrating. I don’t think we have to agree with one or the other, or any philosopher, in order to appreciate what they have brought to civilization and society. philMat

All photos/posters were posted by Philosophy Matters

The first piece below is Fritz (Nietzsche) and the second is Mike (Foucault)




Tao & Zen

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“Compassion is not a relationship between the healer and the wounded. It’s a relationship between equals. Only when we know our own darkness well can we be present with the darkness of others. Compassion becomes real when we recognize our shared humanity.”   ~Pema Chödrön

Buddhism has made such a smash into the daily lives of Americans. What was once a trickle of small proportions—Beats, aesthetes, and the curious, has become common place. Of course there are always those who feel threatened or diminished by what others do. Or feel that there is a pagan ritual involved with having a statue of the Buddha in a home.
Religion or philosophy, belief or practice, Buddhism is what you make it.
And no, the Buddha was not a god, nor did he claim to be one. And no, a statue of the Buddha in my home does not mean that I worship at the altar or an icon. And yes, one can be a Christian and still practice Buddhism.
Namaste, Pax, and Peace

St. Augustine—in translation

Saint Augustine of Hippo; painting by El Greco, 1590

Saint Augustine of Hippo; painting by El Greco, 1590


Confessions by Saint Augustine of Hippo

There’s an article posted in The New York Review of Books about St. Augustine and his Confessions—something like 13 books—probably written in 397 AD. There’s a new translation by Sarah Ruden, so it’s worth the review. Yet more than the information, however, is what else in the telling of it that intrigues me. First of all, I’m amazed that anyone would desire to transcribe all of those great many pages, never mind the actual ability to do so. And in Latin. I could understand the desire to translate in order to uncover something new, but to do something that has been done, certainly not my cuppa. In any case, apparently she’s done a very fine job at it and is a well-respected translator.

Second, I’m intrigued by the character and discipline of Augustine himself. He was fascinated by small things, not the great and/or monstrous. He talks of the little things, the little sins. He uses that method to consider and illustrate the large things. He often considers the great sin of sexual desire but not as such. He alludes to that in the form of the small. Even as he gave up a sexual life, his thoughts at nighttime and in dreams did not.

“[But] what about the frequent times when I’m sitting at home, and a lizard catching flies, or a spider entwining in her net the flies falling into it, engrosses me? Just because these are tiny animals doesn’t mean that the same predation isn’t going on within me, does it?”

He came to abhor the slave trade, and the slave games that were the public entertainment throughout the area. He found it barbarous and turned himself to the eradication of them.

In the end, I wonder if our dear St. Augustine might have been the first to fight against the slave trade. He did so in Hippo, and in the fourth century. A man ahead of his time.

St. Augustine, an activist who talked to God.



Posted: Quantum World: Awaken Your Mind

This is a photo of a black heron. They are not in a mating dance, which was my first thought. Nor are they getting ready to fly off. They are casting a shadow over the water so that they can see their prey better, distinguish those moving morsels from other things underneath. What I want to know then, is this fishing? Hunting? What is it?

Happy Birthday


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Yo Yo Ma’s primary performance instrument is a Montagnana Cello, built in 1733, valued at 16 Cr INR (2.5 Million USD).
Yo Yo is the Willie Nelson of the classical world. He’ll play a duet with anyone! And he’ll explain things. Once, when I was watching him with his son at the piano, Yo Yo was quite going on about musical concepts. You could see his son getting more and more impatient. And he said, (a few times) “let’s play.” Ma would say, “Just a minute,” and speak on. Finally the boy turned to the piano and began playing. Ma said, “Oh!” and drew his bow around and began playing at once, having to quickly catch up. Ah yes, the power of children to do what adults cannot!
Play On!