Oliver Boldizar appears to have had a remarkable life, to be sure. I wonder who’s going to document it. Seems like his journey was designed as a lesson for others in the consumer-crazed and unsustainable society that we inhabit. I had a nephew who broke the mortal bonds on his 33rd birthday in despair over the life he was living. Although he only left home for a year in rehab, he couldn’t come to terms with his existence in a culture that celebrated inane behavior and worshipped consumption. In the end, his vital organs gave out too.
Oh, and compliments of the season to you. Increasingly, I’m with the reactionaries who want to strip the pretext of religiosity out of Xmas. But there should always be a time to step off the treadmill and think about what we’re doing.
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