I may just force myself to hike the
Creeper Trail before i move away from Virginia, and not negligibly in order to return to the
Trail Cafe. As far as cafés and coffeehouses that don't brew espresso go, this one's pretty neat. They have conveniently-sized packs of trail mix for sale for anyone about to start the Creeper and inventive breakfasts in the morning, making it a perfect place to meet up with a hiking group.
The impetus for this post, however, is political. Last night Matt and i had a very heated conversation on the issue of privacy. The details are irrelevant to this observation: People take privacy, and their right to it, under whatever jurisdiction (divine, human, legal, etc.), as seriously as they take religious conviction, if not more so. The "right" to privacy is so ingrained within our society that i have yet to track down an honest inquiry into the rationale behind it - whether the "need" for privacy is intrinsic, learned, imposed, or interrelated in some convoluted way among these three.
So, i have a question for the introspective: Deep down, do you feel a need to keep things secret, or unseen? If so, is this because you fear others' reactions? because you're ashamed? because of cultural taboos? because you think it's simply correct, in some sense, to be able to do so? Would it change any of these to learn that other people's private things are about on par with yours? What if they weren't ashamed or likely to pass judgment on you?
Maybe i'll say something about mid-term evaluations next time.