Nobody Tosses a Conservative! Friday, March 12, 2004

Among the things that have caught my eye in the past couple of weeks is this interview with Jon Rhys-Davies (he of Lord of the Rings fame). The supporting text is written in conservativese, which is on the fibrous side, but JRD shines:

Many have drawn parallels between the conflict in The Lord of the Rings with the war on terror. With a twinkle in his eye, Rhys-Davies confides that a friend whispered to him while watching [Viggo] Mortensen in The Return of the King, "Does he realize he's George Bush?"

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Kinga Varga Presents!

As the Chief said, I been away a long time. Work has been thunderingly tough: four leders in two days, two of them crash, which I say in hopes of impressing somebody. Big sweet developments in Secret Thing #3. It's set for a revelation in a couple weeks. Hang in there. Same with #1. I've been plowing into it like a mental patient and am making solid progress as the deadline approaches. In talking about it with Mrs. WTJ, I realized what I'm up against: I have to describe how every last detail of a made-up world works. This from somebody who just overflowed the toilet by stopping it up with cat litter.

My iPod, like Jim Cavaziel, is back from the dead. It croaked a few weeks ago, funnily enough, as I was coming out of church. I mailed it to the dudes in Cupertino, who swapped it for a new one. In the meantime I'd been "making do" with a portable CD player. Astonishing how little patience I have for whole albums anymore. I kept looking around for mixes, anything that gets to the point fast and then changes it at once. MTV generation, scurrying as death approaches, etc.

Interesting religio-socio stuff going on as well. On another blog, not my own, I've been having an extended discussion about Mel and the religion that bears his name. In the midst of it, an argument with Mrs. WTJ about what faith (and truth): Why do I care what other people think--about religion, about politics, about any flashpoint subject? And what do I do, in practical terms, to demonstrate my faith? I spend vastly more on CDs--even lunch!--than I give to church; I don't volunteer. Spare time is spent scrambling to achieve Personal Life Goals. (Finish Secret Things, get skinnier than Roger Daltrey in "Tommy," etc.) Is that really the best way to live?

Damned if I know! I'm just a poor wayfaring stranger. I'll say this: Music is wonderful. Words, when they work, are as potent and mysterious as the sacraments. And everybody is a Secret Thing. Discuss.

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