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| Parrall worlds, extra-dimensional earths, doppalganger planets. Whatever the motif, the "multiverse" spans various writting genres. A simple concept that fills a host of functions, the most important of which is continuity.
I have finished reading in full the "Crisis of Infinite Earths," as well as "Infinite Crisis." In the DC universe, the multiverse was created to account for the vast conflicts in historical accounts between each character series. By creating an infinite number of parrell worlds which exist in seperate dimensions, the writters could make up for the events that don't comport with the original earth. Then, in the early 80's, they decided to kill the multiverse. The attempt was to try to consolidate all of their heroes in one realm so they could relate to each other and have some memory of shared history. This ended up becoming a mess, and DC realized it. In Infinite Crisis they thinned the superhero herd, so to speak, and re-asserted a uniform history to their universe. The series has spawned several new comics and a rebirth of hero and myth, but I am here to argue that this was a mistake.
We need the multiverse. Yes it is a cheap writters trick to accomidate a poor effort in continuity. more later
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| Yah know, its kinda hard to feel like I'm participating in a Democracy in Delaware County, Indiana. If you vote a Dem ticket, you leave 3/4 of the ballot blank. I never vote a strait ticket, but I still feel dirty.
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| I'm working around 60 hours a week anymore and I have a whole host of work related problems for my store. I have more people under my tyranical fist than ever. How come I'm less stressed now than I have been in a long time? It isn't apathy. I dunno, maybe its because I have more controll, and the lack of controll is what stresses me. hmmm. something to think about.
I found Duval at my local beer cave. I forgot how fast that shit fucks you up. I had two bottles one night and Lisa rattled off some more memorable Prof. Kevin quotes the next morning.
"My genius is beyond mere mortal comprehension."
"Fuck you! Fuck you, man!"
"Why does the man want to keep himself down?!"
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| sluther thum rith thallrum. erh ah no... - skip
thuin ranlod. welthur polithan nathus wethal.
ah tho
sigor ros.
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| Time moves fast now-a-days.
I'm tired often and can't sleep. Running a store is more stress, mainly self imposed stress, than I like. Grad-school is looking good again at this point. I mean, damn, I had fun learning. I am in it for a while though, till I burn out and die.
Here is a question for the ages: Am I a good person?
The question itself reeks of relativity and situational morality. Would it be better to ask if I am ethical? I may not like the answer to that question either sense it seems to deontic. I have done a host of things considered bad, evil, through out my life. Why must I ask if I have done anything considered good. Self-sacrifice in my experience might just be the easier way out of a moral delema by tossing oneself on the tracks. Avoiding all arguments of the nature of good and evil and the conceptual forms, I find my self faced with right and wrong. Do I do what is "right?" Long ago I figured out that the right thing was not always the good thing and the wrong thing was not always the evil thing. It seems to me that meta-ethics would have no use for good and evil. Though I feel better, I doubt I should consider my-self ethical.
The debate will rage on.
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