Views I sit far from the stage where this drama plays out. I watch from a very tiny little town in Zimbabwe. The internet makes distance feel small. A camera, a stream, a hashtag, and a life is shredded. I do not pretend to be an expert. I know what I see. I know what it feels like when a crowd decides a man is … Continue reading Pedophiles, Patreons, and the Price of Public Shame
When I was a kid, war wasn’t fashionable. My family didn’t know anybody who was in the military. Gun owners? We thought of them as freaks. They lived on run-down old farms, or were gangsters in the big cities. Cops were sort of jokes, too– the not-very bright sons of working class families who were too good to be in the mob but not good … Continue reading Fashion of War, The new normal.
Oh, why did I even sign up for this class? I didn’t know we’d have to practice auditioning… It’s not fair. Everybody will be looking at me, judging me. If I do one thing wrong everybody is going to notice, and laugh at me, and I’m going to be so embarrassed. The lights will be beaming in my eyes and my hands will start shaking … Continue reading I Hate Acting.
Zealous Thierry 