Thursday, March 19, 2009

A Thought While On Hold With A Gremlin

Uno moment s'il vous plais. I don’t speak English anymore. I’m only writing this in English so that you may understand it. I speak the language of love. We don’t use words, we use hugs and kisses. And we don’t have punctuation; we have breakfast in bed and romantic comedies. Hugh Grant wrote the love dictionary.

I’m just kidding ya, I still speak English, but not by choice, its just a force of habit. But what is habit? Popular philosophers, none smarter than I, have argued that Humans are free to do whatever they like whenever they so choose, so what does habit have to do with anything if life as a deterministic model is ruled out. It seems like there’s more to it then just choice…