Hopefully a sultry sunny day here in Newport, RI where we're planning on spending the day at the beach and on returning to the megalopolis this evening. Went out for a walk on the beach late yesterday afternoon and it was a bit overcast, but the waves were good and the water was bearable.
We're also doing a bit of scouting for the possibility of coming to the Newport Folk Festival, most noted for Dylan's various appearances in '63 - '65. Buffett's going to be here!
Today's topic has been inspired by several things, including some heated discussions I've had this week with several members ("taking the heat" as it were) all of whom seem to think that the most important thing in life is to own a home and a car, in other words the acquisition of material things which will tie you to a time and place. They seem to think that these things somehow validate their lives, give it meaning and purpose. As if, by acquiring these things, they have arrived.
Both posters were male as well. The original Indo-Europeans were nomads who conquered the indigenous agricultural peoples of Europe. But we seem to have evolved into what we conquered, with males in our society assuming the nesting instincts previously associated with the females.
This, in turn, reminded me of a quote from one of my favorite movies, Heat:
Of course, De Niro's character violates this rule, falling in love with some broad and going to get her at the moment that he needs to be "walking out." For that, he's caught and dies at the hand of Pacino.Neil McCauley [De Niro]: A guy told me one time, "Don't let yourself get attached to anything you are not willing to walk out on in 30 seconds flat if you feel the heat around the corner." Now, if you're on me and you gotta move when I move, how do you expect to keep a... a marriage?
Combine this with Bubba's theme-setting Saturday thread (on film) and you have, unsurprisingly, the...
TOTD: What, if anything, are you so attached to in your life that, should the need arise, you couldn't walk away from in 30 seconds (perhaps a figurative 30 seconds)? And, by "walk away from" I mean abandon completely with no hope of seeing again? And, for the purpose of this exercise, let's constrain ourselves to material things only, i.e., no "what about the baaabbies?" answers.
Speaking from experience, I can tell you that, for me at least, that if you do walk away from your life, oddly enough the things you miss are not the house, the furniture, the big crap, but rather the small things, a photograph, your favorite book or album. And yes, in some cases you can purchase these again (although if you lived in Riyadh or Sarajevo it might not seem so easy), but collecting new versions is often time-consuming.
However, it seems as if the digital age is solving that problem for us, giving us the capabilities at least to be nomadic again. I, for example, have all of my albums stored on my iPod, my photographs digitized and on my laptop as well as my iPod, and my DVDs all ripped to a portable hard drive (I'm not losing my only copy of Fawlty Towers this time). That leaves only the books and, to address that problem, I've just ordered ...