So we see that even when Fortuna spins us downward, the wheel sometimes halts for a moment and we find ourselves in a good, small cycle within the larger bad cycle. The universe, of course, is based upon the principle of the circle within the circle. At the moment, I am in an inner circle. Of course, smaller circles within this circle are also possible.

“Oh, Fortuna, blind, heedless goddess, I am strapped to your wheel,” Ignatius belched, “Do not crush me beneath your spokes. Raise me on high, divinity.”

When Fortuna spins you downward, go out to a movie and get more out of life.

(a confederacy of dunces)