“As we know,
There are known knowns.
There are things we know we know.
We also know
There are known unknowns.
That is to say
We know there are some things
We do not know.
But there are also unknown unknowns,
The ones we don’t know
We don’t know.”
…Had I been at this press briefing, the urge to run up to the person involved, hit him over the head with a bo, shout “Mu!”, and scamper away, would have been too much for me to resist. So it’s a good thing I wasn’t there, since such a course of action would almost certainly have resulted in me being put away for the rest of my natural life. (Thanks again to BoingBoing for the original link.)
Time for something more classical to take the taste away. From Ikkyu:
“A Meal of Fresh Octopus”
Lots of arms, just like Kannon the Goddess;
Sacrificed for me, garnished with citron, I revere it so!
The taste of the sea, just divine!
Sorry, Buddha, this is another precept I just cannot keep.
…from Ryokan:
Like the little stream
Making its way
Through the mossy crevices
I, too, quietly
Turn clear and transparent.
…and the great Bashō:
The summer grasses
As if the warriors were a dream.
