“The whole modern world has divided itself into Conservatives and Progressives. The business of Progressives is to go on making mistakes. The business of Conservatives is to prevent mistakes from being corrected. Even when the revolutionist might himself repent of his revolution, the traditionalist is already defending it as part of his tradition. Thus we have two great types — the advanced person who rushes us into ruin, and the retrospective person who admires the ruins. He admires them especially by moonlight, not to say moonshine. Each new blunder of the progressive or prig becomes instantly a legend of immemorial antiquity for the snob. This is called the balance, or mutual check, in our Constitution.”
Of all the rituals I’ve lost, the one I miss the most is playing a record. Finding it in the shelf, enjoying the cover, getting the vinyl out without fingerprinting it. The awe at the dots in the border of the platter, stopped by the stroboscopic magic; the subtle feeling of pride after expertly placing the needle on the turning record without making a noise…
Bach never sounded as good on CD, let alone on some digital format out of a prosaic computer. Hell, it may not have sounded as good in Saint Thomas..!
Incluso lo más evidente puede tener una lectura diametralmente diferente a la nuestra: la única “realidad” es que ninguno de nosotros tiene la más remota idea de lo que es “real”. Con nuestros limitados recursos, lo más que podemos hacer es acercarnos más o menos, y mantenernos receptivos a todas las interpretaciones que difieren de la nuestra, y que podrían contener información válida que nosotros no pudimos (o no supimos) obtener.