Under Leaden Skies
Plus, Bonhoeffer on Idiots, an Open Letter from We, The Peasants, and plenty more...
¡Qué noche llena de hastío y de frío!
El viento trae un extraño lamento...
(“What a night, full of weariness and cold!
The wind carries a strange lament...”)
~ Garúa, by Aníbal Troilo y Enrique Cadícamo (1943)
Joel Bowman with today’s Note From the End of the World: Buenos Aires, Argentina…
It’s a rainy ol’ day down here in the Paris of the South; “está plomizo,” as the locals say (lit. “it is leaden”), a perfect description for the heavy skies overhead.
Strolling the deserted streets on our morning walk, the puddles reflecting the slate gray heavens above, we began reckoning on the way thoughts and speech interact and even influence one another. (Readers not in thrall to the abstract are kindly invited to skip ahead a couple hundred words...)
There’s a long history to this field of study, giving rise to theories from linguistic determinism to linguistic relativity and, on the other end of the spectrum, language of thought (LOTH).
Our own mere musings are not nearly so clear or polished, but we offer a few crude examples nevertheless, if only as food for thought...
Take the Spanish verb for “to earn,” (ganar). It is the same as the verb for “to gain,” but also for “to win.”
What does it mean when “earning” a wage is the same as “winning” one? Might this speak to a kind of zero-sum default setting in the ear of the Spanish language speaker? In other words, if one person “earns/wins” something, doesn’t it then stand to reason that another has “lost” that something?
And if trade is thereby reduced to “winning” and “losing,” how might one explain the concept of mutually beneficial exchange... where both voluntary parties to a trade gain from the exercise, a classic “win-win” situation? The idea exists, surely, but is it linguistically non-intuitive?
Then, to take it a step further, does this make Spanish speakers more susceptible to, say, the seductive whisperings of Marxist economic philosophy, where the world is viewed through winners and losers in a never-ending class struggle – oppressor vs. oppressed, master vs. slave, bourgeoisie vs. proletariat?
Then there’s the verb for “to wait” (esperar), which is the same as “to hope.” Does this mean Spanish speakers are inherently more inclined to optimism... or cynicism? Is waiting for the bus really a wishful event? On the other hand, what does it mean to hope your spouse returns from the shop?
In English, the verb “to wait” is generally considered neutral... unlike, say “to dread” or “to long,” which have their own particular connotations.
And then there’s the noun for wife (esposa)... which is also the Spanish word for handcuffs (las espossas). Hmm... best leave that one for another Note.
But enough of our rainy day ruminations. (Too much caffeine, clearly... or not enough malbec.) Let us return, rather, to our task at hand... Free Markets, Free Minds and Free People...
In this week’s notes, we offered some thoughts from the German pastor Dietrich Bonhoeffer on stupidity as one of evil’s greatest tools and penned an Open Letter on behalf of We, The Peasants, wondering when our overlords might be forthcoming with that apology. While not holding our breath, we nevertheless invite dear readers to enjoy this week’s musings, below…
And now for your Notes From the End of the Week…
Final Notes…
Following on from our When Sorry Open Letter, we invited Notes readers to add a few line items to our non-exhaustive list of grievances.
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Cheers,
Joel Bowman






Yes, Joel, what a blessing my life has been.
I’ve been rewarded for hard work and for the opportunity to earn, achieve, and sometimes win. I may not have had much formal education, and some may judge my intelligence because of that, but life taught me lessons no classroom ever could.
As a young boy, because of my family’s financial difficulties, I decided that work was more important than school. And work I did…often 70 to 100 hours a week for much of my life. I loved it, and I was deeply grateful that I had the health, freedom, and opportunity to do it.
God is good. 🙏
Now, in the sunset phase of my life, I look back on this incredible journey…my wonderful family, my dear friends, the people I’ve met, the work I’ve done, the successes and failures…and I’m overwhelmed with gratitude. I wouldn’t trade the journey.
My thoughts and prayers also go out to those around the world who were never given the same opportunity, people born into systems where individual freedom, ambition, faith, enterprise, or the ability to determine their own future are severely restricted.
This is why freedom means so much to me. I believe people flourish when they are given the opportunity to earn…work, dream, build, fail, try again, and discover just how much they are capable of becoming. To live…
We can debate politics and economic systems, but it really isn’t debate. One system works for freedom over all others. I will always believe in the dignity of work, individual liberty, personal responsibility, and the freedom to pursue a better life.
I was given that opportunity.
And looking back now, I realize just how blessed I was to have it.
God is good. 🙏
Oh, and one more thing: I cherish “leaden skies.” Call me somber, but I find overcast and stormy days inspirational. They provide an atmosphere for contemplation, and perhaps a reason to anticipate the coming of a sunnier time.