Antisthenes says that in a certain faraway land the cold is so intense that words freeze as soon as they are uttered, and after some time then thaw and become audible,so that words spoken in winter go unheard until the next summer. Plutarch
My first brush with this bit of wisdom was several decades ago in a college literature class. For obvious reasons, the long dormant thought broke through the mental ice today.
The thought occurs that today’s cold is so intense that words spoken this spectacular winter day will go unheard until the next summer.
Think about the possibilities of a time lapse between the word spoken and the word heard. From that perspective today offers the perfect opportunity to shout out to the world — to rant about the state of the nation, to trash the media, to express deep thoughts about the job and/or co-workers, to decry global warming deniers, to lament the decline of the liberal arts, to critique the UBS stadium, to curse elitism, conspicuous consumption, the commercialism of Christmas, Twitter and/or the Packers.
The words will go unheard until next summer — by June no one will hear, care or hold it against you!