Not having a sock drawer, I decided to spend some of the
endless free time that now stretches before me sorting through a number of
piles of manila folders and loose papers stacked on the shelves of my study,
materials that did not make it into file cabinets when Susie and I moved into
Carolina Meadows three years ago. My
initial hope was that I would turn up two ancient documents that had gone missing:
my doctoral diploma and my Honorable Discharge from the National Guard. I have found the first thus far and not the
second. But along the way I turned up a number of typescripts and manuscripts,
things I wrote for my own edification thirty years ago and more and had long
since forgotten. One is a hand-written
document roughly 5,000 words long bearing the imposing title “Preliminary Notes
for a Critique of the Physical Quantities Model of Reproduction.” I like to think of it as my own personal Economic-Philosophic Manuscript of 1988 (or
thereabouts). I am going to spend
today entering it into my computer, after which I will post it on this
blog. I figure the real world will get
along without me quite well until I am done.
Thursday, June 11, 2020
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