Agents of fortune

The fates are vicious and they’re cruel
You learn too late you’ve used
Two wishes like a fool.

–Hedwig and the Angry Inch/Wicked Little Town

 

Destiny, destiny, no escaping that for me.

–Young Frankenstein

 

It’s so tempting to believe in destiny isn’t it? If you believe that everything is all figured out ahead of time then there isn’t much left for you to do. You just have to kind of kick back and wait for your destiny to roll out.

I mean…what if I’m not destined to write this blog post?  Will a panther leap out and devour me just as I hit the “publish” button to keep me from doing it? If I really believed in a predetermined destiny, I probably wouldn’t make too much of an effort to sit down every day and write something. Or maybe I would because it would be my fate. But wouldn’t that mean some people were also destined to be fat and lazy and not get their blog posts written?

Could I just find that out now, because it would save me some angst about my diet in general  and about finishing this blog post in particular. Thanks.

Do you suppose the   Calvinists used  panthers to enforce predestination, because how cool would that be? A really cool deity would have thought of that.

Believe it or not, I haven’t been drinking. I was just wondering about the fates after listening to the Breeders on my way to work the other day. This is often what happens when I wonder about stuff. Nothing productive, just Calvinist Panthers.

 

And yes, Calvinist Panthers would be a great band name.

 

Is coming up with good band names generally considered a productive way to spend one’s free time?

 

 

PS

Do I really believe in some sort of predestination? Short answer? Logically no, but there are definitely some things that feel like fate.

Do I believe in serendipity? Yes. Very much so.

Serendipity and doubt.

 

Which, coincidentally is a good band name. Not a great one.

 

 

 

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