Hughtopias

  Reframing Art Hugh's notes - 2022 August I was dumping a box of random tiny socks on the Free Table this morning. Someone left a disorderly assortment of toddler clothes yesterday and I put the remains away last night. I didn't want to be awakened at two in the morning by people with no common sense picking through clothes and toys.  Or most disruptive of all, a couple of hipsters talking philosophy with Hello Kitty socks as a prop for their theatrics. I can fall back to sleep when I hear people lost in confusion, messed up on drugs and trying to find matching pink socks for their sister's baby. That's just sad. But when I hear bad philosophy, stuff that just adds to the confusion in all of our lives, I get angry. The anger will keep me awake as my no-longer-dreaming brain tries to find answers to philosophical questions that were stale a century ago. But there were no debates at the table last night and I slept well and I was in a good mood as I made a tempting pile