Dash, here, again:
Regarding Decay Preserves, I seem to be at heart an old-fashioned sort of purist. There’s a lot of talk of usecreeping into our discussions of DPs. Places that could be Decay Preserve appeal to me for their own sake, not because they serve any purpose that most of the people most of the time take to be useful. In the interest of full disclosure, as public radio is always saying, I have my own use for DPs: putting little pieces of writing in them, maybe making a little music, with no audience at all except for any homeless people who might happen to be hiding out there. I suppose that simply to have the community convert decay into a Decay Preserve doesn’t really seems to be much more of a use. But feel like making like some old druidy phantasm with eyebrows you could stand on, pointing and moaning, “Beware the slippery slope!”
I can’t really argue with what you guys are saying about Party People. Maybe it’s bad on me, but I just can’t get motivated to give actual time helping others. I know I should, I know it’s important work on real needs. No argument. And if I ever have enough money to spare a donation, I will. But what I care enough about to actually spend time on is making music and writing. People who work in nonprofits and community organizations do incredibly dedicated work, and on one level, I can’t really defend my lack of involvement that way. But maybe it’s like the city’s One Percent for Art program. How can you justify spending money on art, when people, including old people and kids, are still homeless and hungry? But despite that, the city still has its One Percent for Art. Maybe that’s the one percent that I’m part of. Even if my one percent are self-centered bastards as much as the fat-cat one-percenters. Wait, this argument has kind of backfired on me. Umm, maybe when the DP initiative effort is over, I’ll see about donating time.