Large Primate in Crisis

by Richard on January 12, 2012

This is probably very unfair, but it started my day with a laugh.

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Pam 01.12.12 at 10:28 pm

Strange men in frocks, with funny hats - I’d pay good money to see them at Taronga Zoo. They wouldn’t be as popular as the monkeys though.


John 01.13.12 at 2:08 am

The fact of the matter is is that at the biological level we ARE essentially hairy primate crapp- machines.
How much Wisdom does such a casually adapted primate crapp-machine possess?
Bearing in mind that ALL human beings in 2012 are “living” in a “culture” that is 100 per cent devoid of any kind of Spiritual Wisdom.


Tony Buglass 01.13.12 at 9:12 am

You wouldn’t want to argue that awareness of a lack of Spiritual Wisdom is itself a form of Spiritual Wisdom? Just a thought…


Pam 01.14.12 at 1:38 am

Recently, I pulled my copy of Shakespeare’s Sonnets from the shelf to write something for this blog. In the introduction to the Sonnets, Katherine Duncan-Jones writes:
“What gives the Sonnets their lasting power and greatness has little to do with who Shakespeare’s real-life friends or lovers may have been, though the inclusion of particularity within the universal contributes to their unique force. These are poems of search, not of statement, in which the speaker struggles repeatedly, as we all must, to find something lasting in a universe of decay…Shakespeare celebrated such transfiguring love quite often in his plays, as when Antonio gives and hazards all he has for his friend Bassanio in The Merchant of Venice; or when Desdemona forgives her murderer-husband in the words: ‘Nobody, I myself. Farewell. Commend me to my kind lord’: or when Cordelia says to Lear, ‘No cause, no cause.’ But only the Sonnets gave Shakespeare scope to explore this theme in all its depth and complexity. Like the nameless maid in the Complaint, the poet loves his friend not in spite of his imperfection, but in the very midst of his imperfection. Where human frailty is most apparent, love most abounds:

Ah! but those tears are pearl, which thy love sheds,
And they are rich, and ransom all ill deeds.

And when thinking of spiritual wisdom, I can only greatly admire St Paul’s words: “And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries, and all knowledge; and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, and have not charity, I am nothing.”

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