bookmark_borderThe Proust Questionnaire by request!

What is your idea of perfect happiness?

Simple things:

  • Loving and being loved;
  • Sleeping in;
  • Excellent sushi/sashimi;
  • Whiskey on ice after work;
  • A world with no ill-fitting undergarments.

What is your greatest fear?

  • Fragility.

Which living person do you most admire?

A few admirable people off the top of my head:

  • Christiane Amanpour;
  • Barbara Ehrenreich;
  • Bishop Desmond Tutu;
  • The Right Reverend, Gene Robinson;
  • Jóhanna Sigurðardóttir;
  • Sonia Sotomayor;
  • Indra Nooyi;

But most admire? Not sure.

What is the trait you most deplore in yourself?

  • Lack of patience.
  • Superciliousness — oh, that was a typo — meant supersilliness.

What do you consider the most overrated virtue?

  • Of the seven heavenly virtues of chastity, temperance, charity, diligence, patience, kindness and humility, I’d have to go with temperance.

What do you dislike most about your appearance?

  • My height.

What or who is the greatest love of your life?

  • Nunc et semper, et unum amo (Now I know what love is)

When and where were you happiest?

  • A summer day in the mid 1970s. I remember getting off the bus from summer camp. Mom was there to pick me up. I still can see her in giant sunglasses and a sharp cream-coloured pantsuit. Hearing her squeaky voice welcoming me home was the happiest sound ever.

Which talent would you most like to have?

  • Writing beautifully.

What is your current state of mind?

  • Content and hyper in equal measure.

If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?

  • Be more of a risk-taker.

What do you consider your greatest achievement?

  • TBC.

If you could choose what to come back as, what would it be?

  • I would not like to come back as anything else.

What do you regard as the lowest depth of misery?

  • Having no candy treats in the house.

What do you most value in your friends?

  • Humour and intelligence.

Your favorite food and drink.

  • Seafood. Whiskey. Not together.

If not yourself, who would you be?

Where would you like to live?

  • Not where, but how. Well and honestly. (But if I could do that in New York or Santa Fe — all the better!)

What is it that you most dislike?

  • Dingalings.

How would you like to die?

  • Quickly.

What is your motto?

  • In the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is king.

bookmark_borderHeaven’s just a place on earth?

A few months ago, I was chatting with my loved one about some of the things we remember from childhood and I shared a few memories of the bible stories we had kicking around my house when I was a kid. You know, the ones with pictures of people leaping out of graves? No, not like this. I wasn’t read zombie stories…

The images I recalled were of ecstatically happy (and not at all undead looking) people literally jumping out of the ground in the cemetery — which I realize would be hard for most of you to imagine. So I decided to see if any of the drawings were online.

Alas, I could not find any with people actually coming out of graves —  I guess the Jehovah’s Witnesses scrapped that scary stuff. All I could find was drawing of people looking really, really happy in cemeteries. The resurrection business is now merely implied.

No, I am not kidding. All from the Watchtower.

The other drawings I remembered were of the earthly paradise — where people (well, only the good ones) lived in peace and harmony — not just with each other, but with animals, too. All kinds of animals.

Ah, paradise.

There were lots of pictures of Armageddon online, though. Got to make sure the faithful know what’s coming.

You can run, but you can’t hide.

Aside: I’m not a Jehovah’s Witness (obviously) and nor have I ever practiced the faith, but they did figure rather prominently in my childhood.