
LOVE it when I nail a desire on the nose, with no suppose. Back in the day that meant buying a cassette tape sight unseen, just going on a feeling. Nowadays, but back then too, it's buying a book that gives good shelf. In the store I mean. Something positive, something challenging. Anyway, just bought
Wicked Company by Phillip Blom. I've only read the intro, so don't expect a review (I know that's why you come here, all two of you!). Looks brilliant. The selectivity of history...in general--and these are my own ramblings--the societal-wide ignorance of the ideas that have shaped the world we currently live in--but quickly now, in the intro Blom lays down a sketch of two Enlightenment heavy-weights; Diderot, and Baron Paul Thiry d'Holbach--the latter of whom I've never heard of. And I'm looking forward to learning more. Atheist, free-thinker, dreamer of a world where all are equal and free to discover their potential--a society bonded by a natural altruism...well I'm not going to go any further before I learn more. I will say this--I never tire of being reminded of the fact that the most rote and tired exhalations of what we call the counter-culture have their roots in the lives and thoughts of men and women who lived hundreds and in some cases thousands of years before tv and rock music...that the urge to throw off the yoke is as old as--well who the fuck knows?
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