Today, Susie and I celebrate our twenty-fourth wedding anniversary. As readers of my Autobiography may recall, I fell in love with Susie sixty-three years ago, at the age if fourteen, but it took me a while to persuade her to marry me. It has been an extraordinarily eventful and happy twenty-four years, clouded only by the onset of Susie's MS, the progress of which seems to be very slow indeed. Bracketed as we are by an earthquake [which I did not actually feel] and a hurricane [which is due to hit the coast of North Carolina Saturday night], we shall stay close to home and celebrate in a decorous fashion befitting our age.
I had thought to launch a tutorial on the philosophy of David Hume, but after taking another look at my essay, "Hume's Theory of Mental Activity," which I published in 1960 and which now sits on box.net, I have had second thoughts. That essay says pretty much what I want to say about the Treatise, which in any tutorial would have to take pride of place. Perhaps in the dog days of August, I would be better advised simply to snark a bit at Republicans and count my blessings.