i had intended to write an essay on humility yesterday but you will be relieved to know that i couldn't muster the energy or the inclination. essentially i was struck by the thought: what is the point of humility for a godless heathen like myself? and yet, and yet, humble is what i feel i need to be just now. no doubt i am simply an agent/victim of this age of divided representation as i have long suspected. as you may guess revision is continuing, though not at the desired pace.