(by chris the cynic)
I was recently looking back at a time when I thought all hope was lost and by any reasonable standard it ought to have been lost. When, in defiance of all logic and reason, things worked out alright I made a post that ended with this video:
What one notices about the quixotic as defined by the man himself, is that’s it’s not just unreasonable (“march into Hell for a Heavenly cause”) but downright impossible (“fight the unbeatable foe”). There’s a strange relationship with the impossible in our culture, at least I think there is.
It makes logical sense that when you can’t win you ought to not play and thus conserve yourself for the fights that can be won, and yet we have things like Mr. Smith Goes To Washington telling us :
I guess this is just another lost cause, Mr. Paine. All you people don’t know about lost causes. Mr. Paine does. He said once they were the only causes worth fighting for, and he fought for them once, for the only reason any man ever fights for them: Because of one plain simple rule: Love thy neighbor. And in this world today, full of hatred, a man who knows that one rule has a great trust. You know that rule, Mr. Paine. And I loved you for it just as my father did, and you know that you fight for the lost causes harder than for any others. Yes, you even die for them, like a man we both know, Mr. Paine.
So, any thoughts on that anyone?
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