Watching "No Direction Home: Bob Dylan".
Scorcese on Dylan '61-
'66. I'm a jock in college then.
So aware and confused. A life of fun
and agony. Fell out with my coach,
so edited our school paper. Won some
awards. Without knowing it, I approached
my life's work. All I really knew, in sum:
I hated war. Abhorred Vietnam. Still
recall Life Magazine cover: Grey-faced
GI stares at camera. Terror. Killed
the soul. Been searching ever since for grace
in a lost country, government killing
without conscience ever since. Still killing...
Roger Armbrust
May 23, 2020
