Thursday, March 19, 2015

On Discovering a Cigar in a Vast Desert

Discovered in my bike lane: 1 cigar, wrapped

Imagine yourself cycling across a vast and warm/hot desert. Not a cloud in the sky. Nature all around: cactus wrens going RACK RACK RACK RACK, a quail family darting across the path, jet black wood bees buzzing like drunken sailors from blossom to blossom, cactii in bloom and starting to bear fruit, air saturated with the intoxicating perfume of citrus and Springtime. Then you happen upon a wrapped cigar in repose in the center of the pavement.

We are like that, humans, as far as we know. In the vast cosmos, we are the only instance of intelligent life we know of. Theories, math, Drake, distant star transits measured with excruciating accuracy, all those seem point to the possibility that there are Others out there, which is intoxicating in itself. But even the most wide-eyed of enthusiasts for ET must admit that as of, well, now, we are it, so far as we have been able to detect or show, so far. 

This is a cosmic and empirically supported special status that goes unrecognized in our daily activities. I wonder about that. About what we would do, say, think, feel, believe, and justifiably so, if we truly embraced the evidence we have, so far, that humans are the only intelligent lifeforms in a vast and forbidding cosmos. There may be others. But, we don't know. We don't. So far, we appear to be it. It may be prudent to act and think accordingly, until proven otherwise.


  1. Hmm, a wrapped cigar in a bike lane seems in the same vein as the "Bad Choice Rob Lowe" eating that tuna sandwich he found on the bus - and HE has cable...

    1. At no time did I consider smoking it, although I'm assured by a reliable source on Twitter @exchefinma that it appears to be an AVO made by Avo Uvezian. His story is interesting, to say the least: Avo Uvezian (born 1926 in Beirut, French Lebanon) is an Armenian-American jazz pianist and cigar manufacturer. He came to America and was drafted to serve in Korea, where served as a musician who would play at an Officers Club and got paid twenty dollars a night. He was honorably discharged in 1952. (Wikipedia). Shopping online, this one might be an AVO Gordo Connecticut, but in any case they appear to go for at least ten bucks a pop online, so probably $20 on up at your typical cigar bar gin joint.


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