Let me make this clear…picture is totally unrelated to the subject of the posting. Couldn’t find a picture of the Transcendentalists so I thought, these guys look like they get along and communicate very well with each other. So that will have to do. Enough of my wild imagination.
Some of yesterday’s posting, the one that decided to reside in a black hole, was somehow touching on the way of life of that group of people called “Transcendentalists.”
These were revolutionaries in the fields of religion, politics, social issues and whatever it was they decided to make their opinion matter.
I was typing, let me stop right now to save this post, yesterday, that probably we think about luminaries from our past in a realm of almost perfectionism. We only go by what the books we have available tell us, in their own edited versions, about this so glorious people.
They did not have the network news, FaceB, instant messaging, email, etc, to screw up their images. I think if these people were to live in this era, oh boy, there go all the books, essays, classes, lectures about our brilliant ancestors. They wouldn’t have a chance.
I know that change is good. Don’t change, you perish. Sort of. But I believe that we are a too expressive and out there society. Look at me. You know a whole bunch about my life that even my own mother, that does not have a computer, know about my moving here, there and everywhere. So much for families’ secrets. There are none. We strive in tell all or we are not important. Remember, I am including myself on this techno mess.
Going back to the brilliant thinkers of the good old days, back then, they had time to think, read, learn new languages through books, share opinions that in a way shape the telling of our history as a country. I am glad that everything in life has its own time and place.
I am saving this post as I go. My weakened neurons couldn’t take a consecutive failure. I would be totally disconnected from all of you.
So…it was today…9 August, 2011…a day to take out the August calendar and see whose birthday I have already missed and who knows what else, and opining about the good old days.
Your Happy Contessa
“Money is the root of all good.” Ayn Rand, Russian-American novelist, philosopher, playwright, and screenwriter. Developed the philosophical system known as Objectivism. 2 February, 1905 – 6 March, 1982.