Tuesday, April 08, 2008
(12:00 AM) | Adam Kotsko:
Tuesday Hatred: Gross Moral Turpitude
I hate reading Aquinas on ethics. I'm reading a "concise translation," and in many sections the thought that he wrote many times as much as I am reading is just soul-crushing. I hate that the DVDs of Dexter season 2 are not available, since I just watched the whole first season in 3 days. I hate that the best addiction I could come up with (aside from the old "workahol") is high-quality TV drama.I hate the thought that I might have to register with a temp agency once I finish my exams. I hate that the alternative is to find more freelance stuff -- not because I don't prefer that option in general (I do prefer it), but because I will cross the threshold where I will have to start making estimated quarterly tax payments. That is one of those small tasks that seem to me to be insurmountable. The last one was when I thought I had to print a hard copy of my Zizek book and mail it to the UK. It seemed like the greatest obstacle I had ever faced in my entire life, something I could never achieve. (Ultimately, the editor told me that they actually prefered an e-mail attachment, despite what the contract said.)
I hate that my housecleaning instinct is being set off just as I'm in the middle of a bunch of freelance stuff. My primary goal will be to get rid of the last vestiges of salt from our floor. I hate that it seems possible that it might snow again after I do that.
I hate that, according to Harper's, cancer will apparently soon be contagious. I hate that my passionate love for Harper's, which once drove me to read every issue cover-to-cover within a few days of receiving it, has waned over the years. Is it me? Is it them? I even used to like the Lapham columns, despite their contrived style. It's probably me.
