The title of this blog comes from a line toward the end of Albert Camus’ essay on the myth of Sisyphus. (EDIT: No it doesn’t. It now comes from a sign I saw a homeless guy holding.) To explain where I want to go with all of this, I’ll turn to another line from Camus, this time from The Rebel, which calls life a “desperate encounter between human inquiry and the silence of the universe.”
Towards the things we wonder about with our heads turned toward the twinkling sky, then? Well, yes.
I’m starting this blog because I’ve almost done it so many times before. I’m not going to put any bounds on it; I’ll probably do a series, like the Higgins v. Klosterman I’ve started, and then switch it up entirely. You can expect a common strain of curiosity, of knocking at the doors of every side of that desperate encounter. If you know me–as I expect you do–you’ll know what’s going on. We’ll have some fun with it.