let length(Long_Walk) > length(Short_Pier)
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I love the InternetApril 14, 2008 - 4:58am
There’s something magical about the Internet. I recently bought a house and have been doing cleanup from the previous occupants’ apparent lack of concern for their living conditions. One of these jewels of neglect was a refrigerator whose bottom seal had dislodged and hung in a U-shape below the door. When I finally decided the more concerning things were fixed and I wanted to look at that, I figured I’d need a new seal and that I’d have to order it and then find instructions, etc. To get started, I hit Google up for “refrigerator door seal”. Lo, instructions on how to proceed that were clear enough that I could simply re-attach the existing seal. Think about it. Even as recently as 1995, if you sat on the couch at 9p and decided to go fix the fridge door and hadn’t a clue about how to proceed, what were your options? Call family or friends, or dive in and guess. What do we do today? A simple search, read up on it, and dive in, knowing exactly what to do and expect. It just doesn’t get old for me. “People have fallen into a foolish habit of speaking of orthodoxy as something heavy, humdrum, and safe. There never was anything so perilous or so exciting as orthodoxy. It was sanity: and to be sane is more dramatic than to be mad . . . The orthodox Church never took the tame course or accepted the conventions; the orthodox Church was never respectable . . . It is easy to be a madman: it is easy to be a heretic. It is always easy to let the age have its head; the difficult thing is to keep one’s own. It is always easy to be a modernist; as it is easy to be a snob . . . It is always simple to fall; there are an infinity of angles at which one falls, only one at which one stands. To have fallen into any one of the fads from Gnosticism to Christian Science would indeed have been obvious and tame. But to avoid them all has been one whirling adventure; and in my vision the heavenly chariot flies thundering through the ages, the dull heresies sprawling and prostrate, the wild truth reeling but erect.” — Orthodoxy, Garden City, NY: Doubleday Image, 1908, 100-101 – G. K. Chesterton  |
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