speaking the truth

The muggy weather was an overarching factor, I think. No matter what I wanted to do, I had to take in the fact that I really haven't been working out as much as I should, so I'd have to bet on drinking more water, going slower, &c.. The magic wasn't there, except for a brief bit on Friday at sunset, when all the clouds in the East were aglow; I compared it to the pre-Raphaelites, & others thought it was more Maxfield Parrish.

I also saw lots of people who seemed to have no idea of what Pennsic's all about. I don't really want to think about the unpleasant notion of period police (tm), but people wearing a teeshirt (even a Pennsic XXXIV one), jeans, & sneakers or latex bondage accoutrements need to have somebody yank them aside & tell them that there's a difference between a bona fide attempt at garb that springs from ignorance & not giving a damn. ISTR that someone has said that as time goes on, Pennsic looks more & more like "Burning Man" & less like an SCA event. I don't want Pennsic to be the East Coast's answer to "Burning Man", but the SCAdian mindset is not comfortable with bouncing people out when they can't be bothered to dress period or sell period stuff. It's labelled "unchivalrous", & we've been conditioned to shy away from that label.

I also wonder when the Great Pennsic Fire will happen. It's not that I saw anyone doing something pyro-imbecilic, but when one sees non-fighters clomp about in knee-length black leather boots with platform soles on a scorcher, one has to wonder what other dumb stuff they're capable of doing because they haven't got the common sense of a flea.

Dunno about classes & unqualified instructors. I was a fool & didn't take any classes. I need to plan better. :-(