Today at the Spadina subway station — at the end of the long hall leading down to the Yonge-University-Spadina Line — I encountered a young teen asking for change. He caught me off guard when he asked because he didn’t appear to be in need of change (but one never does know another’s circumstance).
He was dressed in the latest high fashion of the youthful set and had on a very nice pair of running shoes so it did make me wonder what his story might be.
There really isn’t more to add to this blog item — just one thing that happened to me today.
Other things happened today too — it was a rather draining day — but I’m home now and the day is done. I may continue reading Arthur & George by Julian Barnes this evening. I’ve started it but I’m not totally immersed in it yet.
Period fiction can be hard for me to get into but I have read every book so far that my book club has chosen and I’m going to keep plowing ahead. In fact, it’s already interesting, so I’m optimistic.
There are two other books calling me thought. I just got Letter to a Christian Nation by Sam Harris …
In response to The End of Faith, Sam Harris received thousands of letters from Christians excoriating him for not believing in God. Letter to A Christian Nation is his reply. Using rational argument, Harris offers a measured refutation of the beliefs that form the core of fundamentalist Christianity. In the course of his argument, he addresses current topics ranging from intelligent design and stem-cell research to the connections between religion and violence. In Letter to a Christian Nation, Sam Harris boldly challenges the influence that faith has on public life in our nation.
… and I can’t wait to start it. But I’m resisting. (I’m very good at resisting temptation.)
I also have another book on the go — Living with Darwin: Evolution, Design, and the Future of Faith by Philip Kitcher — and I hope to get back to that soon as well.
I know, I know. I live an incredibly exciting life. It’s no wonder I feel so compelled to share the details with the world.
Tomorrow we can only hope for a fashion disaster on the streetcar to help bring this blog back to life.