* A Good Old-fashioned WINDBAG

A real windbag lands in my driveway.

"We should look on the bright side. Imagine having to interact with him in person -- he's like that long-winded self-obsessed uncle who grabs you at Thanksgiving to give you pointless and pompous lectures on stuff that matters only because it is about HIM."



"The unexamined life is not worth living." (Apology 38a) Socrates






There is some truth to this critique of me on the YDN posting board yesterday.


I  am a good old-fashioned windbag.


After all, there are hundreds of posts in The Anti-Yale over the last two years; that's a lot of wind.

Isn't it the responsibility of the aging to reflect on what all this living has meant?

Consciousness is a crossroads and a filter of history and perspective ----and the last 66 years has been full of things to filter. 

It's what's stuck in the filter that's valuable, and what is worth analyzing - - - even if the Yale whippersnappers think I'm the boring Thanksgiving uncle.


Windbag? Yes.  Blowhard? No.
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PS to the whippersnappers:
   I'm not retired and have no plans to be so. And I do NOT  "lecture". 
That's old-fashioned.