FOOLING AROUND
My life-model is the Fool — the guy in the Tarot card stack who’s walking along cheerfully, heading off a cliff. That guy is my hero. He knows that it’s all one big iffy pile of ambiguity and he’s cheerful anyway. I can live like that, I am thinking. A while back, I developed a thing I call “The Fool’s Premises.” I’ve lived my life pretty much according to these premises and, hey, it’s been a lot good. I found…