First metaphysics. What's that? I don't know, but my daughter took a course in it last term, so I'll ask her. Or, I did ask her, but I forgot what she said. I remember she said that it's probably not what you think it is. It's not physics, for instance. It's where you go after physics is over. And after math too. So we need some room for remediation on those subjects before bounding on into the oblivious. The modern American is oblivious. He lacks a remembrance of things past and, worse, fails to perceive the truth about what's going on in the first place. I am one of these Americans and, as such, I believe in self-reliance, pulling myself up by my bootstraps and self remediating in all those areas where I fall short - in short, all areas.
Thus, this blog, wherein I will attempt to remediate all that's gone wrong and proclaim righteous natural truths from the library of my flat, which is not so much a flat as it is a ranch house on the flat, low perch of the Coachella Valley, such as it is - a damnable spot from which I will some day out. But, until then, I will amuse myself with ramblings on the metaphysical terrain of remedial polymathy. So there you have it. Cheers.

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