It was a time of all-powerful Gatekeepers. A time when you needed permission to do almost anything. A time where The Hit ruled and The Niche was disrespected. A time when The Crowd was aggressively marketed to, and actually wanted to be yelled at in that way. And yet Gack confidently took his stand. A Visceral Man with a Visceral Business, cheerily ensconced in his niche, making a difference. Gack was not afraid. After all, he had stood up to Messerschmitts and Focke-Wulfs. Yes. The word "Spitfire" had a dual meaning for Group Captain Aloysious St. James Spottisworth-Gack.
The photo reminds me of the west of Ireland; lowlands sweeping down to the sea, just like that.
Few Spitfires over head when I was there, though.
Posted by: Joel | 11/29/2011 at 11:07 PM