Posted in Books, Self Indulgent on January 5, 2011|
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There was only one catch and that was Catch-22, which specified that a concern for one’s own safety in the face of dangers that were real and immediate was the process of a rational mind. Orr was crazy and could be grounded. All he had to do was ask; and as soon as he did, he would no longer be crazy and would have to fly more missions. Orr would be crazy to fly more missions and sane if he didn’t, but if he was sane he had to fly them. If he flew them he was crazy and didn’t have to; but if he didn’t want to he was sane and had to. Yossarian was moved very deeply by the absolute simplicity of this clause of Catch-22 and let out a respectful whistle.
“That’s some catch, that Catch-22,” he observed.
“It’s the best there is,” Doc Daneeka agreed.
When your life explodes all around you, it seems to me, it may be desirable to make changes. Some of these changes are conscious. For example, I’ve tried to watch less television. I determined that Facebook had become a trivial time waster that I would do well to log off from for a while (And yet somehow, Mark Zuckerberg is still a billionaire). Other changes are subconscious. I’ve been eating inappropriately small meals, for example. (Despair, it turns out, is an excellent dieting tool. I highly recommend it.)
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