yesterday on tv: karl jaspers speaking. talking. story-telling. in the beginning g., w. and me laugh a lot. it's like fairy-tale time. mythic grandpa is telling the stale news again once more. and we make ironic jokes about the jump cuts in the vintage footage.

but then suddenly, i feel fascinated by that guy and his story. his childhood. his early indisposition. his gentle but strong disobedience. his loneliness in school. his juvenile cleverness.

i am listening and watching that guy. not caring about what great philosopher he might have been. but realizing the magnitude of his humanity.

at least yesterday on tv.