Back to the Past
Apropos of nothing, here’s a six-years-old post from a defunct version of my blog — apropos of nothing except that today happens to be a special day for Back to the Future fans and this post improbably references Back to the Future.
Note: I’m pretty sure I was taking a required Catholic theology course at the religious school where I studied nursing at the time that I originally wrote this.
So yesterday I posted about depression and it got me thinking about all these Catholic rationalist types, these Summa Everythingus Thomas Aquinas types, folks that erect these enormous systematic edifices and elaborate schemata which (rather like that ridiculous clanking barn-sized contraption from Back to the Future Part Three that Doc Brown builds, the one that whirs and hums all day just to produce PLINK one tiny ice cube) whir and clank and manage only to produce POP obvious no-brainers like “Don’t kill” or “It’s okay to oppose unjust laws.” Who the hell didn’t already know that?! Why waste your time and mine by adding unnecessary supplemental certainty? Instead, why don’t we see more people put their analytic powers to work solving life’s real conundrums, like, say, is foolish consistency curable? Or how is it that picky eaters ever manage to try new foods and can it happen more often? Basically, how is it that people change and is it possible for me in particular to change for the better? Analytic skills are only appropriate for practical issues. When analysis goes hounding after the infinite and the hidden and the elusive mysteries of life, it only ends up finding itself. But don’t try telling that to such a person. He won’t hear you. Such are his clunky powers of analysis.