As advertised, the World War I film 1917 takes place in April 1917, when two British soldiers, William Schofield (George MacKay) and Tom Blake (Dean-Charles Chapman), are rousted from a weary daytime slumber. They’re ordered to cross enemy territory (a no man’s land littered with death and decay) and deliver an urgent message to another …
“That some persons are free and others slaves by nature … and that for these slavery is both advantageous and just, is evident.” So said Aristotle, one of the first advocates of the “natural law” approach to ethics. (See his Politics, Book I, ch. 5.) The State Department has just established a Commission on Unalienable …
11. Take a moment every day to be grateful
No matter how bad it gets, someone out there is worse off or dead. That’s the bottom line, isn’t it?
You, on the other hand (if you’re actually reading this and not merely in a coma), aren’t dead yet.
So there’s that.
It’s just got to be mentally healthy to shift your thinking from what’s wrong with the world (or your life) to what’s right — at least once in a while. Hope springs eternal.
I don’t know who the hell this Hope is, but I think she’s got the right idea… springing like she does… whatever that means.
Don’t think just because the odds are long that there is a creator/designer behind a rare event. If a gust of wind blows a can of paint off your roof and it happens to explode all over the new patio furniture your wife just bought at the OSH going-out-of-business sale, the spatter pattern it would (theoretically) generate would be unique… gazillions to one to ever re-create the exact same pattern. Did this rare and singular event have a creator or designer that fine-tuned that spill? No. It just happened. An accident. Nobody’s fault. Nobody at all…
Are you worried about going to hell? (Laughter) I mean, what would you say if you died and ended up in hell?
I’m not worried because I don’t think hell exists.But if I died and actually did end up in hell, I’d be surprised. You gotta be kidding me, I’d say. All indications were that this is a myth!
Are you sure you want god so close to all that wild action?
What about all the devout believers who aren’t exactly thrilled about their holy father gracing the very medium on which porn stars are procured, cocaine is snorted, and losing bets on the Chicago Cubs are proffered. Cold cash buys a lot of ungodly good times. C’mon God, papa needs a 7!
The following essay is a fusion of two articles, “Immortality and Reincarnation” (San Francisco Examiner, August 20, 1899) and “Ambrose Bierce Says: Not All Men Desire Immortality” (New York Journal, 25 April 1901). In its current form it was first printed in Bierce’s The Shadow on the Dial (1909) and reprinted in Volume 11 of …