This weekend, I was kidnapped and imprisoned by this Swedish pop tune...
The kidnapping happened at the
Quarter Lounge, when the tune appeared on a massive, robotic jukebox. I immediately downloaded it into my Google phone, and that was that—my weekend was history.
A quick note: If I were to explain how
Alfred North Whitehead's god works, I'd use this video. A person walking backwards, and only aware of what is happening and has happened (and has no idea what is about to happen), is precisely the kind of god that Whitehead had in mind.