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Sunday, April 22, 2012


Thanks for bringing our attention to the interesting article (and the issue). I had a kind of empathy for the guy (the "Austrian Blueblood") and liked Mr. Obolensky's reaction at the end. (I agree with him, there's nothing wrong with being a character).

This reminded me of something I was thinking about yesterday. My brother and I, growing up in a Jewish family with some relatives that have a funny way of expressing themselves, often joke with each other in the same intonation. When we imitate an uncle's way of speaking, we do it with affection but it's also funny to us (at our age, you'd think we'd have outgrown this silliness). Anyhow, I was thinking that when you so frequently imitate a way-of-talking, the line between 'imitating' and actually talking that way can be a thin one. It becomes a part of your style, even if it was originally meant as a joke.

And this reminds me of Alan Z Feuer. After playing a role for long enough, perhaps the role does become part of 'you, at least a little.

It is confusing, isnt it? So much so that one must wade through all manner of culural nonsense, in order to find one's own place in the world. Lately, I have been harrassed by punklings, new to our neighborhood, who seem to have come from some sort of ghetto background. I have never seen their parents (to the best of my knowledge), but the children roam the neighborhood, at will, trespassing upon any property. It seems that I am the only resident here who challenges their audacity. And, it is clear that they are not used to being challenged.

My home and neighborhood is not a ghetto. And THEY will leave, OR conform, before I will backdown. Certain things are never outgrown. And that is just how it is.

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