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Well that was a right royal cock up as my friends in the UK might say or maybe might once have said. If you recall a few posts ago I declared my intention to change the URL and title of my little blog to add the word “secular” in front of the word “humanist” just to avoid anyone here in the USA getting confused about what we’re talking about as we’re prone to do with the slightest of provocations. Result? Well, apparently I didn’t set up the redirects correctly because it seems no one was able to find anything for a while there. My most heartfelt apologies if you attempted to find one of your favorite posts only to get clobbered over the head with some weird error message. My bad as the kids might say or might once have said. Don’t know if I’m coming or going anymore. Anyway I’ve put everything back where it was and as a sign of contrition I kept it at the new site as well for the benefit of anyone who actually managed to find it. Guess I’ll just post on both locations for now. I promise not to mess with it again unless and until I’m confident I can do it right so based on my less than formidable computer skills probably never. The whole incident got me thinking of one of my favorite English aphorisms “the perfect is the enemy of the good,” which I’m sure must have come from somewhere and most likely has a counterpart in many other and possibly all other languages. You know maybe the old URL and title weren’t perfect but good enough. Of course if you’ve read my blog at all you know the way my brain works. Once I started thinking along those lines it occurred to me that aphorism might also apply to some other things as well. Let me explain.
You may recall the USA was recently having a good laugh at a Senate race in the deep deep southern and oppressively conservative state of Alabama, which old timers may remember as the site of a great deal of anger, agitation, and violence during the civil rights era of the 1960s and 70s. It seems the top candidate for some time was some elderly, cowboy hat wearing, horse riding, quite possibly deranged redneck by the name of Roy Moore who as a district attorney was formerly in the habit of trolling shopping malls for teenaged girls to the extent he was apparently banned by at least one such institution... Sorry but only selected archived (previous year) posts are currently available full text on this website. All posts including this one are available in my annual anthology ebook series available at the Amazon Kindle Bookstore for a nominal fee. Hey, we all need to make a buck somehow, right? If you find my timeless jewels of wisdom amusing or perhaps even amusingly irritating throw me a bone now and then. Thank you my friends!
