Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Physics

Certain laws are non-negotiable. The man-made ones certainly are negotiable. Murder is illegal for obvious reasons, but it's manifest from a sociocultural dogma, and however inconceivable, could actually be legal, if we, as a society and culture, were so inclined. It is, in fact, negotiable.

Laws of physics, however, are another story. No amount of negotiation will cause gravity to work in the other direction, for the mass of an object not to effect its rate of speed, or for Donald Trump's hair to look OK.

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It is due strictly to these non-conciliatory truths that my head and right shoulder met with a slab of concrete. Concrete is hard. Very hard. Bodies, and the bones within them, are not as hard. And bikes will always yield to cars when the two collide.

And so it is that I sit here at my lovely laptop with a broken collar bone and 5 broken ribs. I am typing with both hands for the first time in six days, but in order to do so, I have to grab my right hand with my left hand and rest it on the keyboard, in just the right place. My right arm does not move on its own very well.

But the important bits of me do, and those that don't, will in time. So all is well.

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