Thanks, Lenny, for your insightful comments. Appreciate your interest in the Ken Babbs story and the issues raised. More to come. Stay tuned. Best, Mark
I, too, knew "gung-ho" soldiers (marines, pilots, et al.), some of whom soon became disillusioned by the obscene quagmire -- to say nothing of those who did not return. Vietnam was the tragedy of our generation.
The frustrations of writers (musicians, visual artists, et al.) is also familiar turf. It becomes even more exasperating when one witnesses the inexplicable success of mediocre talent. Years ago, one friend opined that writers simply play a literary slot machine severely rigged against them, while another concluded that talent and hard work meant absolutely nothing, because everything was "a crap-shoot." I can certainly understand Babbs's feelings at this point in your narrative!
Thanks, Lenny, for your insightful comments. Appreciate your interest in the Ken Babbs story and the issues raised. More to come. Stay tuned. Best, Mark
I, too, knew "gung-ho" soldiers (marines, pilots, et al.), some of whom soon became disillusioned by the obscene quagmire -- to say nothing of those who did not return. Vietnam was the tragedy of our generation.
The frustrations of writers (musicians, visual artists, et al.) is also familiar turf. It becomes even more exasperating when one witnesses the inexplicable success of mediocre talent. Years ago, one friend opined that writers simply play a literary slot machine severely rigged against them, while another concluded that talent and hard work meant absolutely nothing, because everything was "a crap-shoot." I can certainly understand Babbs's feelings at this point in your narrative!