This is old news to readers of Eph Planet, but Aidan is blogging again.

I’ve been thinking about this question for quite some time, so I appologize in advance if this seems disjointed, incoherent, and maybe more than slightly self-serving: what is a good life?

I feel that this question tends to hinge on the definition, slippery though it may be, of “vocation” versus “job.” “Profession” versus “occupation.”

The simplest example, I’d think, would be “I work at Walmart” versus “I used to be an investment banker but now I’m Secretary of the Treasury”

But that’s simple. I don’t think “purpose,” variously defined, is confined to resume-enhancing postions (the infamous unpaid internships, etc.) or exalted positions richly redolent of prestige. Purpose can be quieter, a silent resolve to pick up trash when encountered, or to volunteer, or to do God’s work, quietly, by making the rich richer. Purpose is simply another name for the grim determination that drives people (not so for the lazily complacent pot-heads that float, listlessly, through life on their opiated lily-pads) towards their goals, no matter how small or inane: painting stamps for the post office, wood carving, stamp collecting, mistress collecting, art collecting, organization-founding, robber-baroning, shipping magnating, et cetera.

Purpose is another name for grit, which is another name for stubbornness, which is another name for crazy.

And we should all be a little crazy.

Indeed. Let’s hope Aidan finds a little bit of craziness in writing more.

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