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I think that theory is correct, and even debunked it still stands true, actually: Everything works out because it has to -- we don't have the story's benefit of climax and epilogue. We don't have the luxury of The End. Life will continue to give us lemons and we will continue to make lemonade -- or collect lemons until we're tired of them and decide to collect something else. It has to work out, because not working out would be a definitive The End.

I still don't have an answer for why the Right Things are the Difficult Things as well, but I did think this: in the early days of human nature, you had to look out for yourself, because if we didn't then nobody was being watched out for a-tall. Things have changed, and now the Earth is thick with community and motives and we have an opportunity (possibly obligation) to look out for each other, or even many other people at once.

But is it better to wander back to the basics of human nature, simplifying life; or is it better to follow the progression, advancing the "quality" of life?

The former sounds like suicide, whereas the latter like an election -- it's not the right thing to do, but it's the only way to prevent the Really Wrong people from becoming The Future...

Yeah, acousticky Kristin and electric Kristin are two very different beasts. Long may she run.

Is the naked thing a nudist thing for you or is it more a sort of hippy thing (for want of a less derogatory-sounding shorthand)? I'm not sure if I still feel the same way about nudity since I wrote that. I really like clothes. But nudism is always something I've wanted to experience at least once; I want to feel the sun on my naked body as much as I want to feel the rain on it. And I'd like to experience being comfortably naked around other comfortably naked folk; I think it would give me a whole new perspective on the naked body and the stigma attached to showing it. Or something.