e: [MR] Re: Tangent: was: Why should Atlantia care
Chris Goodson
cgscoop at earthlink.net
Wed Feb 6 17:01:21 PST 2002
My fellow anachronists,
Mayhap we should step back and think about how treat each other. Why are we
questioning the relative "worth" of various activities? Aren't we all in
this for the dream.
An example. One of my best moments in this society of ours was last year
between battles at the war. I lay on the ground in full armor, my head
resting on my helm. At my belt I wore a token from Her Majesty the Queen of
the East for my service in support of her kingdom. The Storvik war banner
floated above me and I was surrounded by my shield-brothers as the Tuchux
prepared for war behind us. In the distance I saw a castle, hung with
colorful heraldry and barred by a marvelously wrought iron gate. People in
colorful garb drifted by, and at the castle shouts arose as rapier fighters
gleefully stormed and defended the towers. For a moment, I WAS in the middle
ages.
So much went in to making that moment. There were the hours of practice, the
loyalty of new friends, the craftsmen, heavy fighters, artisans of all
types, and yes, even rapier fighters. Every part of our society adds to the
whole, adds to the dream.
Heavy fighting determines our crown. Yes it is exciting, and yes, it is
suspenseful. But is heavy fighting the "reason" for our society? I think
not. We are here to service the dream, to increase those moments of magic
where we are transported to another time. Anything that serves that goal for
the least of our members should be our aim.
The overarching goal of my heavy fighting career is not to win crown. I
don't think I would make a very good king. Does this mean I should stop
fighting? For me, melees are the key to the dream, both by watching and
participating. For many, fighting in crown fulfills the dream. Others are
transported by watching their lord fight for their honor. For some, it is
the thrill of a perfectly made coathardie or a castle gate. For others,
fighting with rapiers makes them feel the dream. Who am I to question any of
their devotion, their ability, or the worth of their chosen art?
One thing about the modern world I don't mind escaping is all the pettiness
and lack of simple courtesy. Specifically the constant derision and
belittling of those who are different in the slightest way. When I feel the
dream, I don't feel that. I feel a myriad of interests working together.
Are we trying to accomplish this goal?.
In service,
William of Faleston
(Chris Goodson)
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