August 7th, 2007


Sold I to the merchant ships

Well I've gotten some...colorful emails based on my last post.

While both men and women read a lot more into it than intended, both seemed to disappointed in me for completely different reasons.

Primo Levi wrote in Survival in Auschwitz, that he carried a 100 pound soup pot because it gave him a few moments in the sun.

A guard gave him the gig for Italian lessons. So Levi taught him Dantes Inferno 26, which has the line, Considerate la vostra semenza: fatti non foste a viver come bruti, ma per seguir virtute e canoscenza.
Consider your origin; you were not born to live like brutes, but to follow virtue and knowledge.
Look, we're human. We're flawed. But we try.

It's our redemption song.

Dante and Levi both believed that we have some nobility somewhere - even after seeing their respective hells, yeah?

Also, in some small way, I can relate to Levi.

100 pounds is nothing to see the blue sky.

Music: someday we'll walk in the rays of a beautiful sun