Goblians claim, mistakenly, that December 25 is Jeezy's birthday, and that Jeezy was the Son of Gobby while simultaneously being Gobby, while both were/are simultaneously Ghosty. It's all nonsense, of course, but one has to acknowledge it was/is momentous nonsense (one hopes for not much longer, even as a more vicious nonsense threatens to trump it).Let us, in the spirit of no nonsense, and SOLO's commitment to an aesthetic renewal, revel in this stellar performance of Tchaikovsky's life-and-beauty-proclaiming 5th Symphony and know what is possible to man in spite of the irrationalists in all their guises.
Please note that as from Jan 1, 2014, SOLOPassion.com will cease to be active; it will be accessible, but inert (in this latter respect it will be hard to notice a difference from recent times, but the salient point is that it will no longer be possible to post anything new here). I thank all those, friends and adversaries alike, who made SOLO, in its heyday, such a lively and in some ways seminal forum. I accept that those days are past and I can no longer justify the expense to myself of keeping it going. I also know that I must make the effort to lay out my own differences with Objectivism systematically, and use them as the springboard for a new personal Credo—currently a series of mere sketches—which I shall bring to fruition on a reactivated SOLO (thenceforth meaning small 'o' objectivists) or entirely new site in due course. There are many things I want to say, but I shall save them for that occasion. In the meantime, I commend this as an embodiment of total passion for the total height: