[click picture]It just occurred to me that I forgot to tell my friend Alan-the-Rove-slayer about that odd dream I had yesterday. It would make his eyes roll, I think. I keep finding myself backed into this strange corner where I feel I should defend Tweety to him, which is a tad vexing even to me... but I'm somehow compelled. I think it's just because Tweety always comes off as so naked, so raw, so undefended to me. A quality shared by no other tv hosts who leap to mind just now. So, anyway, the Rove stuff might convince Alan once and for all that I'm right 'round the bend... defending Tweety, enlightening Turdy....
This Rove dream -- if it even was Rove or just me thinking it had to be after I'd gotten up and started thinking about it -- really had quite a lot to tell me, and I've spent over a day listening so far. I'd mentioned it over to the Huge Dan blogger's big blog and z commented:
❝ Sounds more like a nightmare to me. Unless it ended in a Rovicide, then it could have been a sweet dream. ❞
Actually, in terms of stopping harm they're identical, z. In terms of saving all sentient beings, enlightenment would actually be the better option. I didn't reply to z on that thread. It had just set me to musing for the whole day about how enlightening Rove and Rovicide are the same thing. I've been a little creeped out by my own feeling that quick bullets to the heads of these world swallowing villains would be the best possible thing, so it's something of a relief to be remembering that enlightening them would be as effective and leave the way open for good things to have come of their births.
Not to be sounding religious here, but our puny ideas about justice don't usually widen in scope to include the good of the cosmos, and it's well to remember this limitation whenever we feel so strongly about meting it out.
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