Curt Doolittle

Category: Personal Reflections and Diary

  • SHE COOKS, SHE CLEANS, SHE CAN EVEN SEW! Now, seriously, my grandmother was an a

    SHE COOKS, SHE CLEANS, SHE CAN EVEN SEW!

    Now, seriously, my grandmother was an amazing cook. And honestly, no woman in my life before could cook worth a damn. The art is lost. It’s not womanly to cook apparently any longer.

    V is like my grandmother: her cooking seems effortless, and awesome, every time.

    Unlike my grandmother, V feeds me too much. But I am down to 81kilos again by dropping to two meals a day.

    I guess some magazine is going to run our photos. Just because we are both hams for the camera. I know the photographers said we were the most fun couple they’d ever done. And it was obvious. 🙂

    Now, eating big meals and only eating a ‘meal’ once or twice a day is pretty common here.

    Source date (UTC): 2013-12-07 06:32:00 UTC

  • OK. ONE CRISIS AVERTED. (Personal) Two more to go. Take me a few days. 🙂 Lots o

    OK. ONE CRISIS AVERTED.

    (Personal)

    Two more to go. Take me a few days. 🙂 Lots of tylenol. Lots of sleep. But I’ll solve the rest of it. One way or another.

    Source date (UTC): 2013-12-07 05:35:00 UTC

  • SPORTS vs NEWS vs FASHION You know, the kind of places that cater to someone lik

    SPORTS vs NEWS vs FASHION

    You know, the kind of places that cater to someone like me, play news on monitors. Other places sports. But here in Kiev, the main thing is sort of fashion shows or the local Music Video stream. Women here are like the national product. It’s amazing.

    Source date (UTC): 2013-12-06 11:26:00 UTC

  • Remember that wonder? Your parents. Your teachers and professors? Great minds in

    Remember that wonder? Your parents. Your teachers and professors? Great minds in great books? The sense that there exists an endless series of undiscovered valleys where you can shop for interesting ideas, gaining a little more knowledge, power, and control over your world as you learn?

    But at some point you may become a master, then a teacher, at another point a professor, and possibly a prophet.

    And the process, like aging backwards, is terrifying. There are no undiscovered valleys, neatly plowed and sown. All that’s left is an infinite darkness into which you can, with your accumulated wisdom, peer only a short distance, and even then, dimly; treading cautiously, aware of your ignorance, despite all the shoulders of the past that you stand upon.

    it’s not all that pleasant really. It’s just very humbling.

    Source date (UTC): 2013-12-06 10:49:00 UTC

  • Posts: Even amidst personal catastrophe i work on philosophy. 🙂 (personal) (lam

    Posts: Even amidst personal catastrophe i work on philosophy. 🙂

    (personal) (lament)

    Although I think i’ve made some amazing progress lately, what I think I have learned from my work is not particularly comforting for someone who loves liberty more than life. I am becoming convinced that liberty is a niche solution to hardship that is highly eugenic, and highly productive, but I am not sure that without environmental ‘mass’ (universalism) of the nuclear family, and a militia determined to fight for it, that it CAN exist. It is an aristocratic social model. Entirely aristocratic.

    I think people who desire liberty, and the nuclear family, will be like christians in the Lebanon. Wealthy until the proletarians kill them out of envy. The social result of the Dunning Krueger effect: “we are oppressed” rather than ” they do it better than we do”.

    LAMENT

    Tough couple of decades. Illness, divorce, cancer, illness 2, divorce 2, cancer 2, disease 3, losing millions, Watching others ruin the business you built over a decade. Fighting against my own government, that has no moral constraint. At this point I feel like I’m working in a war zone.

    Bast week has been absolutely crushing. I just recovered physically and mentally in, maybe August? So I’ve sort of had four good months now. And like a good warrior I soldier on. Try to make sure my family will be taken care of. (No one else will).

    No mater what I do it turns to money. But at this point I’m sort of falling apart from all the accumulated wear and tear. 🙂

    Thanks V. 🙂

    Source date (UTC): 2013-12-06 06:28:00 UTC

  • Why is it that when little baby hands squeeze your finger as they fall asleep it

    Why is it that when little baby hands squeeze your finger as they fall asleep its so awesome?

    :).

    Humans are cool.

    Source date (UTC): 2013-12-05 10:39:00 UTC

  • DEAR GOD. THANK YOU FOR WOMEN They are like the most awesomely incomprehensible,

    DEAR GOD. THANK YOU FOR WOMEN

    They are like the most awesomely incomprehensible, confusing, fun, beautiful, things to play with that you put on this earth. They are even better than …. like… weapons and tools and cars and stuff. Like a Rubik’s cube that whenever you feel you’re three steps away from solving, you find a whole ‘nother layer of complexity that’s just as interesting as the last.

    Male catnip.

    Really. Thanks God. You’re awesome.

    Cool place you made here.

    Really. 🙂

    Source date (UTC): 2013-12-03 06:02:00 UTC

  • “DID I REALLY WRITE THAT?” Sometimes I write something, which is purely deductiv

    “DID I REALLY WRITE THAT?”

    Sometimes I write something, which is purely deductive, and it’s just the result of following some arc of logic; And, then, I look at it and I say “Wow. That’s brilliant. I am not smart enough to write that. Did I really just write that down? On my own?”

    I can’t figure out if I love these moments or fear them. Because the part of me that constructs those arguments is… it’s, mechanical. It’s not ‘me’ in any sense of the word. I sort of question whether “I” am present at all. The “I” is merely an observer of a scene writing down what he sees. The construction of the scene is happening almost entirely without by willful direction. Its like dreaming. But dreaming logic. I’m watching the dream. But I’m not sure who or what is constructing it other than some involuntary feedback loop in memory.

    Strange. Frightening. Beautiful.

    Source date (UTC): 2013-12-02 11:42:00 UTC

  • NOVEL EXPERIENCE: RESPECT Interesting. This is what it feels like to respect the

    NOVEL EXPERIENCE: RESPECT

    Interesting.

    This is what it feels like to respect the people you live in society with.

    I don’t think I’ve felt like this before.

    It’s beautiful.

    I love Ukraine.

    #ukraine #euromaidan #kiev

    Source date (UTC): 2013-12-01 13:17:00 UTC

  • I LOVE THIS COUNTRY

    I LOVE THIS COUNTRY

    Source date (UTC): 2013-12-01 10:32:00 UTC