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 "If voting could really change things, it would be illegal."

late night rambler

Leave the past behind, just walk away
When it's over, and the heart break
And the cracks begin to show

                         Freestylers - Cracks

For the last week or so I am pretty sure I have not gone to bed before 1 or 2am. This is because since last Friday we have been moving house to condo around working hours.

So I suppose that's why tonight I am still up, finding whatever I can to read or fiddle with or peruse -- even though I am at my parents house and everyone else is in bed and snoring, as I should be

Web perusing nearly always goes to my most frequently ventured blogs and websites. And as I've stated before, I really thoroughly enjoy  Letters of Note -- and rightly so as it never fails to offer me the kind of thrill that I can only think to compare with opening a special gift on your birthday--or something like that. So drifting there tonight and first seeing a portrait photo then scrolling down to read yet another lovely post of K.V., it was one of those moments.  Anyway I flicked to another letter on the site -- written to George Orwell from Aldous Huxley -- and the last bit of his letter made me want to steal it for my blog as well--since the demise of humanity lingers in my mind almost daily. I could tweak his words just a bit to suit my own perspective but my own feelings are essentially the same--particularly the line I set in bold

"....But now psycho-analysis is being combined with hypnosis; and hypnosis has been made easy and indefinitely extensible through the use of barbiturates, which induce a hypnoid and suggestible state in even the most recalcitrant subjects.

Within the next generation I believe that the world's rulers will discover that infant conditioning and narco-hypnosis are more efficient, as instruments of government, than clubs and prisons, and that the lust for power can be just as completely satisfied by suggesting people into loving their servitude as by flogging and kicking them into obedience. In other words, I feel that the nightmare of Nineteen Eighty-Four is destined to modulate into the nightmare of a world having more resemblance to that which I imagined in Brave New World. The change will be brought about as a result of a felt need for increased efficiency. Meanwhile, of course, there may be a large scale biological and atomic war — in which case we shall have nightmares of other and scarcely imaginable kinds.

Thank you once again for the book.

Yours sincerely,

Aldous Huxley"

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And a few suitably amusing illustrations I'd like to add

 

 

have you hugged your librarian lately?

I'll be hugging mine tomorrow!

I'm one of those people who probably references my parents and my upbringing on a daily basis, sometimes multiple times a day. Despite some pretty heavy obstacles, I, have always been able to say "I had a fantastic childhood" and I really mean I would trade NOTHING for the life I have had -- I have a lovely family in general, but I attribute almost all the credit to my parents, specifically my mom. I am who I am because of my mom. And I'd like to think I turned out pretty well.

I know a lot of daughters say this, but my mother is absolutely positively the most phenomenal woman I know. Personally and professionally. And that is only what I can put into words and try to keep to one sentence because I could write novels. Actually, anyone who knows my mom could say the same. She is exceptional beyond words.    

Mom emailed me this link today because she said it made her day. Reading it, it made mine too, because I know it's true and too often Librarians aren't given the lime light they deserve. So here it is.

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