More videos from Music Video Asheville!
I have never made a music video. I have been in a music video, with my shirt off. It was not a rap video. I was not on a boat. Larry Page has a boat. I assume he has a boat. He is, after all, the co-founder and CEO of Google. He might have more than one boat. His more than one boat may qualify as a “ship.” I bring this up because Larry Page was born about two months before me. I do not anticipate having a boat in two months.
Nor do I anticipate having a ship. It’s not really about the things, though. Bhairavi Desai is also my same age, more or less. If you do not drive a cab, as I do not drive a cab, you may not have known any more about Bhairavi Desai than I did before the current New Yorker came out. Bhairavi organizes the New York taxi drivers in the Taxi Workers Alliance. She has been more successful than anyone before her in giving a voice to the taxi drivers who often figuratively and sometimes literally get screwed. I do not anticipate being a great organizer of taxi drivers anytime soon.
I don’t imagine I will even play such an organizer on TV, as Sutton Foster has played any number of roles. Sutton Foster, born down in Georgia, is currently portraying Reno Sweeny in the Broadway revival of “Anything Goes!” I was in “Anything Goes!” once. I was in “Anything Goes!” before Sutton Foster dropped out of high school to join the touring company of the “Will Rogers Follies” because I am two years older than Sutton Foster. She, like her older counterparts, is however mentioned in the current New Yorker.
And they are all around my age. And none of them, with the possible exception of Larry Page, is cited as being particularly young. And while it is no great shock to me that more people are not mentioned in the New Yorker than are, I had often imagined that I might be the type of person who would be mentioned in said publication. It has been, sad to say, two years since I have been eligible to run for Senate. I have yet to form an exploratory committee.
That these things have not happened is not an indictment of the things that have. It has been a working out of fate, destiny, reality, ambition, desire, love, reality, and humility. I have traded the drive to be a great politician, preacher, or poet for the drive to be a good father, husband, and friend. Just because the latter may appear more commonplace does not make it less ambitious, or, I find, less difficult. And judging by the effect that the pursuit of more rarefied goals has had on those that achieved them, this path might be more conducive to the real goal: peace.