Eli's Coming, hide your heart, Girl... |
Posted May 6, 2004 - 10:21:38
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I've been a fan of Aaron Sorkin's reinterpretation of the lyrics of the song Eli's Coming for some time. In his television show "Sports Night" (which he used to write), the character Dan equated it to looming, oncoming danger. It's not what the song is about at all, but ever since hearing that I've always equated the lyrics with Sorkin's metaphor.
Trouble is growing restless on the horizon, and it seeks release. It will soon break free and find itself screaming over the what's left of this intellectual wasteland.
The image for today is that of an approaching storm I took a couple of years ago, but it seems to fit.
There is a war brewing here, amongst those who claim to be above it in this small podink town. A rift, a divide even, is going to tear them apart if they let it. They all sense that a fight is coming, and they think the lines are drawn... But they're wrong, as the lines they see are not where the true divide exists. This isn't about who sits on what side of a juvenille issue. This is about those who can seperate rational thought from emotional instinct. This is about those who are able to see past their own egos, and nothing more.
Now, if you can tell me which group I'm talking about, you get a cookie.
In completely seperate news, the Spectator printed a letter I wrote to them, which you can read online here. It's in reaction to their godawful editorial on the Bobst Boy. They really boffed that story good, yeesh.
I've found myself oddly addicted to reading Whil Wheaton DOT Net lately, which is really kind of strange. I will sit there and just read his blog for a few minutes every couple of days, just to keep up. I've plugged his RSS feed into my newsreader program, when I haven't even bothered doing that for some of my friend's blogs. I find myself oddly caring about how his cat is doing. Apparently, Felix is doing much better... but why do I care? I don't know! I just do. And that's kind of weird, don't you think? I mean, this is a total stranger's cat and I find myself feeling genuine concern.
This tells me that the Internet is really warping my brain. Really, it does.
Ah well, I'll survive.
- Traegorn
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