An insane man, violently, with a shout of triumph, kicks over a trashcan brimming with garbage. He stands over his fallen opponent and takes pleasure in its broken sprawl. Then he does a most remarkable thing. He opens his pants and pisses on the trash. It is suddenly like a scene out of the Illiad. This final act suggests that, dark as he is, this man isn’t insane…insofar as he knows his enemy.
Monday, June 8, 2009
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It seems to me that no one really understands how anything works — some basic principles are recognized and manipulated with a wink and a shrug. But how it all actually holds together, the nature of the adhesives themselves, remain as much a mystery today as it was 100 or 1,000 or 5,000 years ago. Even more incredible than the fact that things work as well as they do, is our expectation that they should work at all. Apropos to our relation to the universe, we are no more prepared to offer an explanation than our ancestors who squatted in terror at the clap of thunder.
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