Sometimes I refer to a quote from a 1975 movie, The Wind and the Lion, when I describe recruiting for Earlham:
The Raisuli to Theodore Roosevelt: You are like the wind and I like the lion. You form the tempest. The sand stings my eyes and the ground is parched. I roar in defiance but you do not hear. But between us there is a difference. I, like the lion, must remain in my place while you, like the wind, will never know yours.
Mulay Hamid El Raisuli, Lord of the Riff, Sultan to the
Berbers, Last of the Barbary Pirates
Earlham is like the wind; we have no place, no recruiting homeland, no favored precincts. Many of the teams we play don't list state next to names on the roster---it's just assumed as almost everybody on the team comes from a relatively small (100 miles ?) radius. We, Rob and I, end up blowing through towns far away. Recently I've been on the phone to Turlock, CA and Jerusalem and many points in between. Between Teddy R and us there is this difference: We get it, he never did (in the movie, anyway).
Thursday, November 17, 2011
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