If I am still alive at 78 I hope I have cheap and easy access to a suicide machine. Barring the availability of that option I guess I hope I am neither as physically or mentally agile as Mr. Leonard Norman Cohen is at that age, because it is difficult enough to deal with the anguish and grief even now, while my faculties are still relatively intact; the idea that I could still be contending with them at anything close to 75% power is frightening. I'd just as soon not know. I mean, I'm glad Leonard is there to still turn them out, like this one, on which he has been working for a while, but on a personal level I think I'll pass, thanks.
Monday, September 16th, 2013