Oh bother. That network that shows re-runs of Burn Notice has moved NUMB3RS into that Wednesday night slot. So I’m supposed to watch Judd Hirsch instead of Gabrielle Anwar? I don’t think so. Sure, I’ve seen every episode three or four times, but frankly I prefer that NUMB3R.
From Fox News, we get word that an English dialect has died.
In a remote fishing town on the tip of Scotland’s Black Isle, the last native speaker of the Cromarty dialect has died, taking with him another little piece of the English linguistic mosaic.
Scottish academics said Wednesday that Bobby Hogg, who passed away last week at age 92, was the last person fluent in the dialect once common in the seaside town of Cromarty, about 175 miles (280 kilometers) north of Scottish capital Edinburgh.
And finally, Andrew Klavan posts a clever trailer for a book for women, on how to understand men.
Come to think of it, why is this a problem? Isn’t the complex supposed to comprehend the simple?
I am young, but I think I understand men… “Men are like boys, but more.” simple enough.
I apologize on behalf of women everywhere for being so complicated.
The old refrain is more properly “the masculine embraces the feminine.” That may be the reverse of the form you give.
Or, if you prefer the philosophical, the complex have a very hard time with the simple in general.
God is supposed to be simple, in the absolute philosophical sense of being absolutely of one nature. There are very good reasons why this must be the case, for example: if God were of two (or more) natures, something would have to hold those natures together. That something that held the natures together would have a kind of priority (specifically, metaphysical priority) to the two or more natures. Thus, it would be more important than God; and that cannot be true.
Thus, God must be simple.
But God must also be multiple, by hypothesis: he is God the Father, and God the Son, and the Holy Spirit.
So we are left with the problem that the complex mind — the human mind — runs up against the inability to comprehend the simple. The simple is really hard, in fact, even when we take it in more primitive modes. “Necessity” is often taken to be primitive. What does it mean to say that something is necessary? That it cannot have been otherwise? That God could not have made it otherwise?
“Simple” turns out to be really hard. The last thing that can be expected to comprehend it is t he complex.
Interesting analysis. It doesn’t sound right, but I suspect it is.