As in the David Sipress cartoon, we walk the razor's edge barefoot every day, a very delicate and daring sequence of dance steps, as described in pen and ink here: Â A man and a woman clad in business wear are walking down a town street, with the woman saying to the goggle-eyed and startled-attention man beside her, "My desire to be well-informed is currently at odds with my desire to remain sane."
Perhaps you can relate. Â This same thought keeps popping up here, in growing thought-balloons hovering overhead. Â I bump into these constantly, getting up to go get more coffee. Â It's like brushing up against a bank of ice-fog: chilling ice-crystals suspended in mid-air.