
I Wish I Could Live in a World Made of Rarified Ideas.
Posted by John on December 29th, 2006 at 4:40 pm · 4 Comments
In a lot of ways, I already do. I earn my living manipulating data flow as a database and web developer. I spend many of my evenings reading social sciences and cultural theory, critically analyzing it all and critiquing them with professors and grad students. Many of my interactions with my spouse, my children, my meatspace acquaintances, my friends and complete strangers in cyberspace involve playing with or seriously dissecting ideas.
I suspect there’s a sliding scale of life experience, that many people spend their whole lives doing mostly the concrete, perhaps building things or feeding or healing people, accepting their dominant worldviews without question. Others mold our methods for making sense of the world the way sculptors squeeze, smooth and shape moist clay. I suppose we need them all, or else we’d trudge through a life without vision or theorize ourselves into starvation. Where do you fall?
Tags: Reason