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I will likely go to my grave as a mere sweaty-brow pawn who made The Man richer... but if the God of the scriptures exists, there's an excellent chance that the eye of the needle will be a bit too small for the camels of indulgence.
One of the supremely confident, generation-whatever agnostics at work informed me that she "didn't believe in magic"... to her, evolution made more sense than just "poof, and some people appeared." I told her that's all very fine and dandy, but her initial premise was convenient nonsense, because in fact she *does* believe in magic. She said, "How is that?" I asked her, for example, when she turns on her television set and all those moving two dimensional images and sounds stream into her living room as though they were the most natural thing in the world, could she actually explain how the technology works? Of course her answer has to be "no," since her background does not even vaguely resemble anything speculative. So, I told her, she therefore believes in something she doesn't understand, yet still has faith it will continue to do what it does. Then I quoted Arthur C. Clarke: "Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic." And of course, being a proudly tattooed and debauched product of the 21st century, she couldn't (or wouldn't) connect the dots. Bah... why do I bother... I look forward to the moment I'm finally scraping out a living in front of my own home computer, instead of weathering daily disappointment in the smug and vacuous. |