May 9th 2011    Tim Candler

    Weeks and weeks of time spent in preparation for Winter Solstice, but too often Summer Solstice gets lost in the chaos of busyness.   Which I suppose is why agrarian cultures gave so much of their surplus to priests.

    Easy enough to wake up in the morning and wonder what day it is.  But imagine what a worry it could be if there was no atomic clock downstairs upon which every second is recorded until batteries fail. 

      Monday is a disciplining day.  From their superior hut priests send out prefects with sticks to rouse the less obedient.  And in the kindergarten the most obnoxious child is taught to say "you're late," because he or she is destined to wear the funny hat.

     There is no doubt in my mind that absent "the pursuit of happiness" I would long ago have been chained to a fence post as an example of how not to be.

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