To Varying Degrees

 

Values are different things than their situations.

It’s a different thing to say Killing is Wrong

than it is to say Thou Shalt Not Kill.

The former is a principle, and principles never

in principle, apply to any specific situation.

Which doesn’t make killing wrong in principle

because really, it depends on the situation.

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Impression: 20th Arrondissement

I was going through some old writing from when I was backpacking around Europe, and stumbled onto this, which I wrote on the penultimate day of my trip. I’m surprised how much I still like it, especially since it was done in haste, without much reflection, and probably too much wine. I remember my time in France as one of learning about Impressionism, reading Apollinaire and Sartre, and trying new cheeses every day, among other things. Je t’aime, France.


 

Impression: 20th Arrondissement

 

Vienne la nuit sonne l’heure

Les jours s’en vont je demeure

Apollinaire

 

Old flat on the 6th floor over Ménilmontant,

In the gray blanket of August, I, a flâneur,

Retired there to the opiate of coffee

And careless snowfall of cigarette ash,

A palate for the sensations.

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