Thursday, May 22, 2008
Courage is a War Lost on a Daily Basis
Hello Dear Readers,
Wombury here. haven't updated in a while, for several reasons, none of them particularly amazing.
The trip to the boarding school isn't anything the womby womb wants to describe. The people were courteous, happy, sober, and tobacco free. It would be a perfectly good way for the Wombury to spend a year or two of his life. Some people feel the world of private school teaching is a cesspool of wealthy nobodies, but to reduce the entire independent school to one categorization is extremely thoughtless. There are several permutations of independent schools from secular "day" schools to episcopalian boarding schools. Trinity is an old fashioned boarding school struggling to maintain its fading traditions in world unfriendly to tradition. The wombury could never work in a secular, suburban day school. What's the point? What would I gain by the experience? The secular life is devoid of vision and imagination and backbone. There is nothing secular about working at Bronx Letters. Talk to the teachers, the ones who are good and care, which is most of them, and tell me there isn't something reminiscent of the ecclesiastical in their aching desire to make right what man and society have made wrong.
The people who feel shackled to the "golden handcuffs" were weak-willed souls long before they traded their dreams for a pocketful of gold or a down payment on a modest house in the suburbs of New Jersey and they'll be weak-willed souls when they retire, unless they find the grace of strength to change. Courage is a war lost on daily basis, and most of us spend our lives retreating from facing our fears.
So, for me to spend a quiet year in the countryside discussing literature and art with a group of rowdy boys looking for guidance and direction would be nothing less than a gift from g-d, a concept foreign to some. But, to all those who offered their advice on the subject, thank you.
Ultimately, however, not being selected for the Trinity position would be of no consequence. The Wombury's sole concern is developing a niche for himself in the arts and letters. This could easily be accomplished here in New York or upstate at Trinity is and would be immaterial for at least a year or two. For the moment there are three projects on the horizon that command the the wombury's focus:
1. Working with Eve on finishing the documentary this summer
2. Complete and stage a mixed-media monologue (20 pages done, with 30-50 to go).
3. Hope PBS selects Luis and the Wombury for Roadtrip Nation, although our comparatively advanced age may hurt our chances.
4. Find creative ways to make money next year.
Until then,
The Wombury
Wombury here. haven't updated in a while, for several reasons, none of them particularly amazing.
The trip to the boarding school isn't anything the womby womb wants to describe. The people were courteous, happy, sober, and tobacco free. It would be a perfectly good way for the Wombury to spend a year or two of his life. Some people feel the world of private school teaching is a cesspool of wealthy nobodies, but to reduce the entire independent school to one categorization is extremely thoughtless. There are several permutations of independent schools from secular "day" schools to episcopalian boarding schools. Trinity is an old fashioned boarding school struggling to maintain its fading traditions in world unfriendly to tradition. The wombury could never work in a secular, suburban day school. What's the point? What would I gain by the experience? The secular life is devoid of vision and imagination and backbone. There is nothing secular about working at Bronx Letters. Talk to the teachers, the ones who are good and care, which is most of them, and tell me there isn't something reminiscent of the ecclesiastical in their aching desire to make right what man and society have made wrong.
The people who feel shackled to the "golden handcuffs" were weak-willed souls long before they traded their dreams for a pocketful of gold or a down payment on a modest house in the suburbs of New Jersey and they'll be weak-willed souls when they retire, unless they find the grace of strength to change. Courage is a war lost on daily basis, and most of us spend our lives retreating from facing our fears.
So, for me to spend a quiet year in the countryside discussing literature and art with a group of rowdy boys looking for guidance and direction would be nothing less than a gift from g-d, a concept foreign to some. But, to all those who offered their advice on the subject, thank you.
Ultimately, however, not being selected for the Trinity position would be of no consequence. The Wombury's sole concern is developing a niche for himself in the arts and letters. This could easily be accomplished here in New York or upstate at Trinity is and would be immaterial for at least a year or two. For the moment there are three projects on the horizon that command the the wombury's focus:
1. Working with Eve on finishing the documentary this summer
2. Complete and stage a mixed-media monologue (20 pages done, with 30-50 to go).
3. Hope PBS selects Luis and the Wombury for Roadtrip Nation, although our comparatively advanced age may hurt our chances.
4. Find creative ways to make money next year.
Until then,
The Wombury
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Hazel is dead, The Outlaw Star is Born.
I live with this kid. He's a classic american dreamer. He wants to be a WWF wrestler, but his efforts are hampered by anonymity, work, and the fact that he weighs 120 pounds. His devotion, however, is unquestionable.
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