We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
Percy’s diagnosis was that when we are mired in the everydayness of ordinary life, we are susceptible to what he called “the malaise,” a free-floating despair associated with the feeling that you’re not a part of the world or connected to the people in it. You are alienated, detached. As Percy put it in “The Moviegoer,” “The malaise has settled like a fallout and what people really fear is not that the bomb will fall but that the bomb will not fall.” The heroes of his books, each in his own way, embark on a search for the cause and cure of this syndrome. “What is the nature of the search?” wonders Binx Bolling, the narrator of “The Moviegoer.” “The search is what anyone would undertake if he were not sunk in the everydayness of his own life.”
What he describes is living life more fully. Hikes that don't go as planned are more memorable; Chevy Chase's vacations are more interesting than mine.
It doesn't require a hurricane to get out of the mundane and go experience life. Having lived through a few hurricanes (and tornadoes), however I'd rather experience life during planned activities not during the utter destruction of lives, homes, businesses and towns.
Percy is so overlooked. The Moviegoer, The last Gentleman, Love in the Ruins, The Thanatos Syndrome, The Second Coming and more.... an existentialist for our time. Thanks for recalling these memories.
"Whenever I feel bad, I go to the library and read controversial periodicals. Though I do not know whether I am a liberal or a conservative, I am nevertheless enlivened by the hatred which one bears the other. In fact, this hatred strikes me as one of the few signs of life remaining in the world.” Walker Percy
Recently being divorced after 25 years of a horrible marriage, I asked my friend one day if she had ever hated anyone. She said yes. I said it feels good, doesn't it. At least I was feeling something. I'm ready for the hate to wane but it is a slow process. My dreams are finally starting to settle down.
I saw this card once that said "If you had killed him 30 years ago you'd be out on parole now." That was how I felt.