It is 2:55 AM on Saturday December 15th, 2018. I’m still trying to get into the Christmas mood but it is hampered by a couple of things. The first is probably the news and the dire picture it paints about the state of the world. First and foremost we have a complete idiot of a President along with his gold digging, nude picture publishing, cheated on with porn stars wife. Trump and Melania are both a disgrace but what is worse is that half of America voted Trump into office.
I just finished Montaillou by Emmanuel Le Roy Ladurie. This took me over half a year to finish not because it wasn’t great, but because I have two young boys and thus free time is non-existent.
I learned of this book in a Reddit post and quickly bought it as it is right up my alley. Montaillou is simply a study of medieval life in a small mountain town (Montaillou) in southern France around the year 1300. The records are drawn from the Inquisition which was very active in the region trying to put a stamp on the Cathar beliefs which were spreading. The Inquisitor, Jacques Fournier kept excellent records and thus have given us a peek into the normal, everyday life of the residents of this small village.
LTMD: I address this to you as there really aren’t many people with whom I could speak freely regarding this subject. So, as I do with many ‘difficult’ topics I’d rather write it to you.
I’ve recently become fascinated with the ‘ancient world,’ which is defined as the time before the fall of the Roman Empire in AD 476. I was never taught much about it throughout my education and so I was intrigued by the amount of attention ‘ancient knowledge’ is gaining today.
It is 3:45 AM and I’m feeling a little grumpy. I did not want to feel grumpy, I wanted to be in a holiday mood! So perhaps this post will let me release a bit of grumpiness and then perhaps if I concentrate I can switch my mood.
The reason I’m a bit sour is I opened up my phone and clicked on the NextDoor app. One of the first posts was a neighbor – we’ll call him Frank – wishing everyone a happy Winter Solstice. There were a few nice replies but then one from the old man down the road who insists on keeping a really junky spray painted sign that reads “Jesus is Lord.” He tells his neighbors this:
I prefer to write in the morning. As the day goes on my mind fills with the minutia of work, bills, life and it seems to make the mind somewhat numb. The best time to write is when I awake in the middle of the night, around 2-3 AM. There is an energy in the air, the sound of silence rings in my ears and it is as though I’ve stepped into an alternate, parallel world to the one I live in during the day. I do not often awake at 2 AM however so the next best thing is to write in the morning when I have my deepest thoughts.