David Horace Harwell, Walker Percy Remembered: A Portrait in the Words of Those Who Knew Him (2006)--This slight collection of reminiscences didn't shed any light on Percy's art or thought, but it did modify the impression I had of the man as aloof to the point of being practically eremetical. I was surprised to discover that he was involved in civil rights activism in his adopted hometown of Covington, LA, even creating a credit union to serve the financial needs of blacks. He was also a member of various social circles--supper clubs and reading groups, for instance. Unfortunately some of the interlocutors spend as much time talking about themselves as about Percy. The most interesting interview is, not surprisingly, that with Shelby Foote, who reveals among other things that he and Percy patronized whorehouses in their youth. For Percy fans only.
At Home He's a Tourist
He fills his head with culture/ He gives himself an ulcer.
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
There's a YouTube copycat which has the advantage of allowing downloads. Just in time, too, cause TV Tokyo is starting to get their stuff yanked from YT. They'll do the same with Veoh, I imagine, but not before I'm able to save the clips to my drive. Normally I'm a stout defender of IP rights, but in this case since I don't have the option of watching the programs in the normal way, I don't feel too bad about pirating. Avast ye scallawags!
Sunday, September 10, 2006
They wandered in the wilderness, in a solitary way: they found no citie to dwell in.--Ps. 107:4
Whether "citie" be taken literally or as metaphorical for the Church, this verse is sadly applicable to me right now. I was quickly rejected after a long-distance interview with a library in one of the world's major cities. Another application sent in over a month ago to another metropolitan library has so far been fruitless. As for church shopping, this monring I tried a Disciples of Christ (Christian Church) congregation that one of our student workers goes to. They meet at a building owned by Pentecostals, so the decor was appropriately tacky: shag carpeting, cushy chairs up on the dais, a holographic picture of Jesus stuck to the pulpit, patriotic posters with images of flags and bald eagles, a drum kit in the corner. The Disciples congregation consists of only a handful of extremely friendly people (perhaps a little desperately so). The service: a few hymns, some scripture readings, intercessions, and a sermon in which the pastor rejected the Markan pericope with the Syro-Phoenician woman. ("It is not fit to give the children's bread to the dogs.") Doesn't fit the character of Jesus as we know it from the rest of the Gospels, he reckoned. On the other hand, perhaps if it is historical it shows just how human Jesus was, subject to the prejudices of his time. How much God and how much man is Jesus? The pastor confessed ignorance. The Council of Nicea, in which Jesus was declared fully God and fully man, was a political maneuver designed by Constantine to bring unity to the Empire. Oh, and communion using grape juice and a dinner roll.
I won't be back.