Sam Shepard & Margot Robbie In Red Latex & The Council of Nicea - A Friday In Muncie!

 I know Tom Stoppard for Shakespeare in Love; I do not think I have read him. Maybe a short play while in prison? I know he was respected, and very, very good at writing plays. The Paris Review interviewed him in 1988: Tom Stoppard, The Art of Theater No. 7

Speaking of playwrights, I finally got a chance to read Sam Shepard in prison. I saw a film version of one of his plays - excuse me, but all I recall is Kim Basinger being it, and I am it is too late to be looking it up - more than 30 years ago. Literary Hub published a link to How Sam Shepard Became the Star Playwright of New York’s Counterculture. It was a little hard for me to wrap my head around the idea that he got his start in the mid-Sixties. In my mind, he belongs to the Seventies.

Now to something wholly different: The Legacy of Nicaea; Why orthodoxy is more challenging than heresy (Hedgehog Review). I recognized while reading this why Orthodox Christianity appeals to me - it is a wilder version of Christianity. Doctrine is established, but the real thing is how to live the doctrine. I disagree about the comment about logic. No, I quibble with it. The Creed is not born of logic. How it is lived follows logically - regardless of where that logic takes it.

I read the Brontes in high school. My mother had Jane Eyre on our bookshelf, and we had both seen the movie with Orson Welles (decades apart). I cannot recall how I came across Wuthering Heights - except I liked Heathcliff when I was a teenager, and I think I liked Jane Eyre more (I was never impressed with the Olivier version of the movie - he never seems mad enough to be Heathcliff). Sorry, both books seem better for teenagers. This did not keep me from read The Guardian's Margot Robbie in red latex, Kate Bush impersonators and a pint of Emily ale: my crash course in Brontëmania.

I have a few more pages about the group sessions. That was all I was out for today - and a quick run into Payless for groceries.

Ah, Chrissie: Chrissie Hynde: ‘I pierced Johnny Rotten’s ear in a toilet with an earring and a bar of soap’ !

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