Eulogy for a Scarecrow
Their idols are like scarecrows in a cucumber field, and they cannot speak;
they have to be carried, for they cannot walk.
Be not afraid of them, for they cannot do evil, neither is it in them to do good.
— Jeremiah 10.5
Long story short, a Scarecrow is simply a straw man, hung on a cross, to ward off Blackbirds.
Another interesting feature of scarecrows is that they feel no pain…
For a long time I had planned to make a computer animated mini-rock opera called Dark World about the origins of the Scarecrow. However, I kept postponing this project for years until such a time when my musical ability and my almost nonexistent computer animation skills were up to the task. Ultimately, I got no further than a partial list of song titles, two of which actually have lyrics (somewhere) and some fragments of music.
A number of years ago I realized that the Dark World was not a very healthy mindset to live in and gave up on the whole thing, at which point the Scarecrow became simply my “rockstar” name. Having given that up, all that remains is a simple four letter abbreviation that unfortunately, people often misinterpret as mildly offensive. (It probably doesn’t help that I have, on occasion, facetiously declared my email address to mean “Screw Earthlink!”)
I thought it fitting to end with the last lyrics ever penned by the artist known as Scarecrow. This brief piece had the working title, “What Might Have Been,” but was never actually set to music.
Once…
As we grow older…
… we want different things
And in the days that follow…
… nothing’s the same
For no one cares…
… what used to be
And no one knows…
… what might have been
‘Cause a chance like that only happens…
… Once
I don’t even know how I ended up here, but I thought this post was good. I do not know who you are but definitely you are going to a famous blogger if you aren’t already 😉 Cheers!