Blog Ennui
I've got nothing in the blog tank right now. I'm going to start reading Man's Search for Meaning by Victor E. Frankl. Maybe that'll help.
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About Me
- David Oppegaard
- St. Paul, Minnesota
- I am the author of And the Hills Opened Up, The Suicide Collectors, and Wormwood, Nevada.
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Ooooh, good one. I haven't read it in about 10 years but I remember being quite moved by it.
I couldn't believe the guy had committed suicide after writing something like it.
I think you mean hadn't committed suicide. Frankl would go on to develop a highly influential counseling technique called 'logotherapy' and die of natural causes.
Kind of a depressing read though. Here's a fact, he wrote that book based on scraps of paper he wrote on while in the concentration camp.
When you think that you've lost everything
You find out you can always lose a little more.
-Bobby Dylan
Yeah, definitely not a happy book. Amazing, but not a happy book.
Have you gotten to all the Sedaris essays in the New Yorkers sitting around the apt? The most recent one (about the skeleton) was FAB. I loved it.
Ugh, I knew about that other stuff, but when my grandpa loaned me the book to read, he gave me this whole story about how Frankl lived through the camps, wrote these books, and then committed suicide.
What the Hell?
Grandpas: don't trust 'em.
Maybe he was confused another book by a survivor. I think it's amazing that some survivors never commited suicide at all. Maybe life is simply about seeing how much crap you can take before running into traffic.
I liked that Sedaris essay, Voix, but felt it trailed off some at the end. I guess it's hard to top sleeping under a shedding skeleton.
I don't think suicide would cross many survivors' minds. The ones who survived did so because of their wills to live (and an incredible amount of luck). It was all too easy to just give up and die in the camps.
Dammit, now you've made me depressed...
I read that book yo.
Sorry about the granpa stuff clurg. I think we've all had that experience though.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Victor_Frankl
Frankl was a cool guy though. From my website:
"Ultimately, man should not ask what the meaning of his life is, but rather must recognize that it is he who is asked. In a word, each man is questioned by life; and he can only answer to life by answering for his own life; to life he can only respond by being responsible."
Welcome to the core of Blogagaard, bitches! Let's all be depressed, together!
It's such a sad thing to see beauty decay,
It's sadder still to feel your heart turn away.
-Dylan, again
"I found the simple life ain't so simple
When I jumped out on that road
I got no love, no love you'd call real
Ain't got nobody waiting at home..."
Van Halen - Running With the Devil
Did you just quote David Lee Roth?
Now I'm even more depressed...
David, only you would receive 13 responses to a post about having nothing to say. You're my hero.
And Rand, enough with Van Halen dude, you're starting to scare me. Back to poetry, back to poetry!
Alex darling, leave the Van Halen love be.
You accepted me and Simon Le Bon. . . didn't you?
If you say my name fast, again and again, "Rand Rand Rand" really starts to sound like "Duran Duran Duran...."
Van Halen was great. "Eruption", "Poundcake", etc. I have that two CD live set they did later with Sammy Hagar (a man way underated as a Halen frontman)practically carved into my mind from mowing so many lawns while listening to it ("something smells good in here". Why would a little Halen frighten anyone? Because they are frightened by their bourgeois past, that's why.
Alex, it's good to see you back. I missed you.
Ok, no one knocks Duran Duran and I will leave Van Halen alone. Deal?
deal.
I think even Sedaris might like Van Halen every now and then.
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