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Tuesday, January 24, 2012
The pint glass as reality
I'm into pint glasses. Sure, the connotation of ale or stout contained therein is a part of the infatuation, but it's also how they re-shape and contain whatever pours into them. A pint glass is both a vessel and a lens.
Seeing a pint glass sitting on a tavern bar in front of taps (preferably of Evolution), creates a different expectation than seeing a bottle or can or plastic keg cup in whatever setting. Just like some people wear a suit or uniform to work, a pint glass is a well dressed beverage.
A pint glass is a form. It's like a poem, a song, a short story, an aphorism, a novel, a memoir. The form colors the perception and the experience of what is inside.
If experience is reality, as the Empiricists like to say, then a pint glass shapes reality. John Locke, a pint glass is reality.
We each have our own metaphorical pint glasses, in which we try to contain and order the world. Especially after a few pints.
So pour that in your pint glass and swill. Responsibly, of course...