this freedom thing. I've got a mental problem I guess I should get that said upfront. I keep seeing these dualities everywhere. Paradoxes,conflicts of definition. Indians. You know? Indians,right. Well no,uh...they're uh...not really truly Indians, Chris. And the directionals,go west from where I am and you end up in the East you know? The mysterious East. It can become like a parlor game at times,but it's serious too. The names of things do more than summon,they sing into being.
Freedom. Free. Yes well. Ask any kid on the playground how to tell what something's worth. It's all about the price tag. Which is not to say the deal don't count. Far from it,get it cheaper than the going rate and you score. But it bounces off the numbers. The price. How much it cost. And you look at how these pieces o'shit(not the kids,their parents) treat the things they find around them without price tags. The 'free' stuff. Water air trees language art in the public domain-- all that. It has.... NO VALUE. Because...IT'S FREE. See how those kids(and I'm not pickin on em,it's there you see the real morals played out,in the undeceptive priorities of children) treat stuff they get for free. Blow it up,throw it off the garage roof,fill it full of Drano and set it on fire,and hey! "it didn't cost nothin'' that's the DEfense. You know? It didn't cost anything. Ipso facto it wasn't worth anything.
That's how to tell what matters. If it cost a lot of money it's bigtime important. If it was free it's way disposable, insignificant, worthless.
It just started bugging me here. All this talk of freedom,and yet these folks don't have a real good stat read on free stuff. I mean as far as like treasuring, you know, valuing, honoring, respecting, like that. Quite the particular contrary there I'm afraid. So maybe we should at the same time extend our praise of the free, you know, the stuff without price, into well, you know, the whole thing.
posted by Juke at 1:14 AM [edit]