The Limits of Time and Power

To know the fear that accompanies beholding the unfathomable, I suggest reading this brief and oddly baffling article about an old clock — and then imagine reading it again while on drugs. Seriously. I don’t think it’s just me.

On another mind-bending note, you can see a debate about the limits of political reality, hosted by me, tonight at Lolita Bar.

Simply by attending our event instead of watching more Tweedle-Dum Tweedle-Democrat bickering between McCain and Obama, you make the world a better place.

Selflessly, I was also going to plug yet another debate taking place sometime around today, one between the minor-party candidates — but since neither of the two sites ostensibly in charge of that debate could be bothered (as of this weekend) to clearly post information on when, where, or how the debate could be seen, screw ’em. They’re not going to win anyway, and neither is democracy.

P.S. Yesterday, there was an Obama activist with a clipboard continually asking passersby on the street outside my office if they’re also Obama supporters, and virtually everyone was ignoring him and walking on by.

My conclusion: to combat this apathy, perhaps Obama should devote all of his campaigning efforts for the remainder of the race to the Upper West Side of Manhattan.  Don’t write us off!