The unconscious mind works in strange and sometimes wonderful ways. The other night, I was awakened by a loud thunderstorm passing over the beach. I law awake in the dark room listening to the booms that echoed over us. Then I fell back asleep and dreamed.
In the dream my old friend Norman Lear was taping some segments for a TV show. He asked me on camera, “Why are so many classic fairy tales so violent?” It was a question I had never been asked, and had never really contemplated. But as a philosopher, you can ask me anything and I’ll start thinking about it—even in a dream.