I received The Road to Serfdom last week in the mail, and book club is this Sunday. So immediately I switched from Poe to Hayek to make good on the deadline. Is this noteworthy? Not really, other than as an exemplary occurrence of the mania of someone who might take too seriously his reading schedule with respect to casual literary meetups.
It goes deeper than that, though; my mental health is in danger. One can’t go from Gordon Pym’s constant, Candide-like seafaring misfortunes to a critique of centralized planning of economies without some exit wound damage. I did skip Pym’s account of the ornithology of Kerguelen’s Island — come now, Edgar! — so I haven’t gone over the edge yet.
If you don’t see a new post here within a week, call someone who can help.