the things we don't know we don't know


tuesday, december eighteen 2018

In previous versions of the blog I used to write a lot of poetry. I can almost remember my favourite. It went something like this:

Tuesdays seem to go so slow

Ad breaks on the radio

Cigarette, coffee, fried potato

Steel toed boots in the heavy snow

Why do we write poetry? What's the point? And what makes poetry good? I'm not an educated man, especially not in English lit, and I've always wondered these things. I mean, I can tell you what poems I like. My favourite was shared with me through a copy of the New Yorker. I think it was from a 2015 issue and the title had salamander in it. I think. It was good and though I've been looking for the last few minutes, I can't find it to share it with you. I took a photo of it on a phone that has long since died. Oh well, what can you do?

There's something so special about good poetry and something so embarrassing about bad poetry. That's the big barrier to entry, right? It's not even a fine line between the two. It's a thick demilitarized zone filled with the pride of people who gave it a go. How humiliating to imagine that people are laughing about your words behind your back. It's a fear that keeps us from doing lots of things in life I guess.

Nobody listens to the radio anymore though, right? Or watches TV? I had some people in the restaurant the other day explaining how cranberry fields are flooded so that the berries float to the surface and are easier to gather. Anyway, I knew that because of that old commercial with the two guys in waders standing in a cranberry swamp. I can't remember the brand, it was the one with the blue logo. Ocean Spray maybe?

All I see now are Instagram commercials for cellphone games. Also ads for shoes I've already bought.


triumphant return

tuesday, november twenty-nine 2018

Reports that say that something hasn't happened are always interesting to me, because as we know, there are known knowns; there are things we know we know. We also know there are known unknowns; that is to say we know there are some things we do not know. But there are also unknown unknowns -- the ones we don't know we don't know. And if one looks throughout the history of our country and other free countries, it is the latter category that tend to be the difficult ones.

Donald Rumsfeld, US Secretary of Defense 2002

He gave that in response to a question about the lack of evidence connecting Iraq and weapons of mass destruction. As we know now, there was no evidence, and what the US government used to justify the war was fabricated...

Anyway, that isn't what this is about. This is an announcement. The blog is back. It's got a new look (entirely designed by me).

Let's see what happens.