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Lots of people in the blogs<\/a> are commenting on Dr. Diana York Blaine – the USC adjunct who among other things has people primarily focussing on her physical assets (go look for the nekkid pictures yourself). But I want to take a moment and comment on her inner self<\/a>. Regardless of what you think of her ourter self, her inner self is frighteningly ugly:<\/p>\n \nNeedless to say it wasn’t your usual doctor visit. Then again in case you can’t tell I don’t exactly live a usual life.<\/p>\n \nShe told me she was impressed with my depth and my humanity and my intellect. She also told me repeatedly that I was physically beautiful. I told her that I had learned through hard spiritual work to own these gifts of mine, that humility includes both acknowledging strengths as well as weaknesses. Anything less would be to spit in the face of the magical powers that made us.<\/i><\/p><\/blockquote>\n Coincidentally (?), my husband, an English Renaissance scholar, had been speaking to me of these exact issues the night before and had brought up Milton as well. Wow. Don’t have to tell me thrice. It’s clearly time to get out that anthology I tore through in college in order to pass the tests and actually listen and learn with humility and gratitude from that seventeenth-century Christian visionary.<\/i><\/p><\/blockquote>\n Oh. My. God.<\/p>\n Actually, this reminds me of one of my favorite stories. In college, or shortly thereafter, I was at dinner with two dear friends as we listened to a would-be seducer talk to his dinner companion. He said:<\/p>\n Actually, what I want is someone I can sit in fromt of the fire with, drinking red wine and discussing the warm humanitarianism in Wittgenstein.<\/i><\/p><\/blockquote>\n Yeah, I bet he was almost as impressed with his depth and humanity and intellect as Dr. Blaine is with hers.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Dr. Diana York Blaine bares her shortcomings in public.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/marcdanziger.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1088"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/marcdanziger.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/marcdanziger.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/marcdanziger.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/marcdanziger.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1088"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/marcdanziger.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1088\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/marcdanziger.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1088"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/marcdanziger.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1088"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/marcdanziger.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1088"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nYesterday my father’s doctor and I were discussing dad’s imminent death from kidney failure. We spoke of the need for acceptance and letting go; we spoke of the need to span from bodies and pus to grace and light. We held one another and shared our experiences and cried. Then she got out a pad and prescribed me John Milton’s Paradise Lost.<\/p>\n