Squirrel Logic

Part of what alcohol and drugs do for ordinary man is to open up the possibility of doing the unexpected.  A cheap imitation, I’d say, of certain hobbies of the Few.

The true power of habit is just that, the power of habit.

I once heard a squirrel offer this prayer to the tree gods:
”Guard me from intrigue;
 save me from suggestion;
deliver me from anger…
the rest I can do for myself.” 
After pondering this for several thousand years, I must admit I’m still amazed.

A strolling man can spy an ant and change his direction while thinking, “I will not step on this smaller, helpless creature.”  But no such decision or compassion is forthcoming from our friends Mr. Earthquake and Ms. Tidal Wave.

Yeah, I know…but still you’d best be reminded:

The name of a thing is not its name, but only what its name is called.

J.