“There's more to life than just books, you know. But not much more...” - The Smiths
Monday, February 11, 2008
Curiouser and Curiouser
I'm too stuffy and coughy and achy to sleep, so I've been reading Wicked. It's a bit like a cross between The Wizard of Oz and The Big Chill. A group of college friends, among them the green-skinned Elphaba Thropp, are finding their way in an unstable world. Oz has been hit hard by the Wizard's coup, religious conflict, inflation, drought, and you-name-it. The only thing that could make it worse would be flying monkeys (or are they elves?), and there's no sign of them yet.
I'm a little over halfway through and still completely in the dark as to how and why things turn out as they do. How could the chattering, self-absorbed Glinda ever become angelic? Does she intentionally remake herself in the image of the fabled pagan queen, Lurline, with a wand and a nimbus of blonde hair? Why did the plot against the Wizard fail? What could possibly turn Elphaba, the radical Animal-rights crusader, into a notorious villainess? What becomes of her armless, religious-nut sister?
I live in the land of Estoty with my sweetie, Richard, and our cat. I'm one of those mature (thirtysomething) students you see in the halls, the ones who make you think, "Well good for her, she hasn't given up on life yet, although she probably should."
My goal: to become a lawyer
"All religions, arts and sciences are branches of the same tree. All these aspirations are directed toward ennobling man's life, lifting it from the sphere of mere physical existence and leading the individual towards freedom." - Albert Einstein