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Oct. 18th, 2005
Questions from TechnoMage
Oct. 18th, 2005 12:24 am1 -- Leave a comment, saying you want to be interviewed.
2 -- I will respond; I'll ask you five questions (different for each person.)
3 -- You'll update your journal with my five questions, and your five answers.
4 -- You'll include this explanation.
5 -- You'll ask other people five questions when they want to be interviewed.
1. What is keeping you in the SCA?
Sometimes I wonder. I'm not so un-burnt that I don't have long periods of time when I just don't understand why I keep in it. But I talked with my sister Aldis about that a while back and we both found that we had the same pull - there is no other organisation/gathering that I know of where I can talk with so many talented people about history, craftwork, just plain medieval philosophy or religion, in such depth with such enjoyment and sharing. Few people in the American culture could express wonder at the clean lines of a piece of carving, then fondle silk embroidery with reverent hands and then put their helm on and go out and pound their friends with sticks. And later, perhaps, get in a persona-argument featuring an Anglo-Saxon and a Norman sharing the same camp and dinner (Lord Lyon and I did that at Pennsic one year and our camp-mates thought we really *were* fighting. WE were having a ball.) So - reverent, ir-reverent depth of appreciation and knowledge of medieval life... I don't live in Academia, hell, I don't even have a degree. This is the closest I can come to a daily dose of joy in my favorite area of study.
2. With da' boys out of homestead, which is filling the rooms faster, fabric or books?
Books. Thanks to the fund-raising garb marathons (I donated fabric) and dressing newbies, and a huge determination to use up my fabric stores, I now have only three Rubbermaid bins of fabric. But we just filled one whole wall of one of the boy's bedrooms with (full already) bookcases, along with a three-shelf addition between 'his' windows. And there's more on our wish lists.
3. What's wonderful about your favorite alcoholic drink?
All the whipped cream my favorite bartender used to fill my hand with. I'd order a Highlander's Coffee (a 'scottish' version of God's Blessing) and after she'd put the whipped cream on my drink, she'd make a mountain of it on my palm. MMMMmmmmm...
4. What does (would) it take to become your enemy?
That's hard. That's real hard. I don't believe someone could. That doesn't mean that I wouldn't, if necessary, kill, maim, or imprison someone, but - protecting others from someone too mind-sick to be 'human' does not mean that I'd judge the ill person my "enemy". Even an evil person (like, say, um - Hitler. Or Saddam Hussan. Or the official who abuses his office) is possibly redeemable, which I don't feel the label "enemy" includes. One can feel compassion and pity, perhaps even hope for their soul's future, even as one is standing at the ready in their firing squad line. Now, if you meant 'what would it take to be someone Hrothny wouldn't waste the time of day on" - that's easier. Abuse those who are weaker than you. like little old ladies who made the 'mistake' of being the mother of your ex-wife, say, or one's children, or spouses, or animals, or even, to a lesser degree, the future of our Earth (don't ask my opinion of Bush, based only on his environmental track record). Any intentional abuse of power or position will draw my comtempt. And it takes a long, long, long while of rehabilitation before I'd agree that that person might be worthy of the designation 'human' again.
5. Parsnips or Turnips?
Parsnips. As you and your lady know, since you introduced me to them, you fiends!
2 -- I will respond; I'll ask you five questions (different for each person.)
3 -- You'll update your journal with my five questions, and your five answers.
4 -- You'll include this explanation.
5 -- You'll ask other people five questions when they want to be interviewed.
1. What is keeping you in the SCA?
Sometimes I wonder. I'm not so un-burnt that I don't have long periods of time when I just don't understand why I keep in it. But I talked with my sister Aldis about that a while back and we both found that we had the same pull - there is no other organisation/gathering that I know of where I can talk with so many talented people about history, craftwork, just plain medieval philosophy or religion, in such depth with such enjoyment and sharing. Few people in the American culture could express wonder at the clean lines of a piece of carving, then fondle silk embroidery with reverent hands and then put their helm on and go out and pound their friends with sticks. And later, perhaps, get in a persona-argument featuring an Anglo-Saxon and a Norman sharing the same camp and dinner (Lord Lyon and I did that at Pennsic one year and our camp-mates thought we really *were* fighting. WE were having a ball.) So - reverent, ir-reverent depth of appreciation and knowledge of medieval life... I don't live in Academia, hell, I don't even have a degree. This is the closest I can come to a daily dose of joy in my favorite area of study.
2. With da' boys out of homestead, which is filling the rooms faster, fabric or books?
Books. Thanks to the fund-raising garb marathons (I donated fabric) and dressing newbies, and a huge determination to use up my fabric stores, I now have only three Rubbermaid bins of fabric. But we just filled one whole wall of one of the boy's bedrooms with (full already) bookcases, along with a three-shelf addition between 'his' windows. And there's more on our wish lists.
3. What's wonderful about your favorite alcoholic drink?
All the whipped cream my favorite bartender used to fill my hand with. I'd order a Highlander's Coffee (a 'scottish' version of God's Blessing) and after she'd put the whipped cream on my drink, she'd make a mountain of it on my palm. MMMMmmmmm...
4. What does (would) it take to become your enemy?
That's hard. That's real hard. I don't believe someone could. That doesn't mean that I wouldn't, if necessary, kill, maim, or imprison someone, but - protecting others from someone too mind-sick to be 'human' does not mean that I'd judge the ill person my "enemy". Even an evil person (like, say, um - Hitler. Or Saddam Hussan. Or the official who abuses his office) is possibly redeemable, which I don't feel the label "enemy" includes. One can feel compassion and pity, perhaps even hope for their soul's future, even as one is standing at the ready in their firing squad line. Now, if you meant 'what would it take to be someone Hrothny wouldn't waste the time of day on" - that's easier. Abuse those who are weaker than you. like little old ladies who made the 'mistake' of being the mother of your ex-wife, say, or one's children, or spouses, or animals, or even, to a lesser degree, the future of our Earth (don't ask my opinion of Bush, based only on his environmental track record). Any intentional abuse of power or position will draw my comtempt. And it takes a long, long, long while of rehabilitation before I'd agree that that person might be worthy of the designation 'human' again.
5. Parsnips or Turnips?
Parsnips. As you and your lady know, since you introduced me to them, you fiends!