Simon points to this article over at The Age, which walks the fine line between unreadable madness and compelling stream-of-consciousness genius and is probably a fairly hilarious discourse on… well, something:
Well, that wake up call is here. That’s what this is about. Everybody has their time, and your time is Now. This is your moment. [...]

Further to this post, Simon points to this fairly lengthy but fascinating excerpt from big Al’s new book.
Faith in the power of reason—the belief that free citizens can govern themselves wisely and fairly by resorting to logical debate on the basis of the best evidence available, instead of raw power—remains the central premise of American [...]

I’ve always been fascinated with the relationship between language, thought, and identity. I remember someone once told me that words are the building blocks of thought, and it stopped me in my tracks. I’d never questioned what my thoughts were made of before, and it led me to the bizarre question – how would we think without words? Try it for a second. Kinda difficult to get anything except basic imaginings & rememberances, huh. Well then – what happens when you are forced to learn, and think in, a new language?