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Dear Diary, I don’t think I would have been ready for either opera or philosophy before my late forties, but–thanks in large part to the Met’s “opera in HD” broadcasts in cinemas around the world) I’ve fallen head over heels for the former, and as a result, have discovered the latter.  Paul Robinson’s study of “Opera & Ideas”  peaked my interest in Romanticism, which soon led me to want to know a bit about Hegel.  Five weeks later, I’m hooked.  I’m reading as much philosophy as I can squeeze in, I’ve discovered the amazing “Philosophy Bites” podcast, and I’m listening…

So I don’t blog much.  I’m busy with a lot of stuff.  That’s one reason.  Another reason is that I’ve turned it–in my mind–into a performance.  You know, an opportunity to impress someone.  Read my blog, think it’s awesome, buy my book, repeat.  Might be a great strategy for someone.  I think that’s a bad strategy for me. I think a better approach for me is:  use the blog to post thoughts about what I’m reading, what I’m writing, what I’m thinking about.  If someone finds it, reads it, and thinks it’s interesting, that’d be cool.  Otherwise, it’s a good…

The Joy of Self-directed Life-long Learning

17 Mar 2015, Posted by Tim Tibbitts in The Reading Life

I went to Brown University, a place not known for oppressive requirements.  At Brown, if one so chose, one could design an independent study project (ISP) or a group independent study project (GISP) for a semester or even an independent major.  Even with all this freedom, my monkey-mind still found ways to feel restricted.  After all, once you signed up for a standard course offering, there was sort of an expectation that you’d read most of the books the prof put on the syllabus–and in pretty much the order in which they appeared there. I have a very clear memory…

Sharing a News Story–The Old-Fashioned Way

03 Nov 2014, Posted by Tim Tibbitts in The Reading Life

I’ve started a new habit:  Once a week, sometime between Sunday evening and Tuesday, I walk my dog the half-mile to a friend’s house and drop at his side door the “Book Review” and “Week in Review” sections of the Sunday New York Times.  This routine started as an altruistic impulse, a lifeline thrown to hold a friend back from the cultural abyss (his otherwise perfectly lovely spouse having recently decided to switch the family from the Times to the Wall Street Journal). Lurking in the shadows of this ostensible altruism was a secret desire to assuage the guilt that…