Wow. I believe it’s been years since my last post. I was just reminded of this blog by the real Jethro Scott, who is British, and who I didn’t know about until this morning.
“Jethro” came about because once upon a time I gave a friend of mine a hillbilly last name in my address book, then forgot about it and tried to tell her it was her idea, or her real last name. We had a good laugh and my appreciation for the charm of hillbilly culture was renewed. Later, when I started making plans to move to SF, I entered a phase of personal transformation and in the footsteps of some people I knew there, decided to adopt a new identity. I became Beverly Hillbilly-inspired Jethro on this blog and in San Francisco for about five seconds (while I was mildly ridiculed by those same people), with the middle-ish last-ish name of Scott as terribly improbable and fondly reminiscent of my beloved Scottish-American ex-boyfriend who drove away — leaving me in the rain — never to be seen again.
I have to say I thoroughly enjoy reading my own writing. It’s a shame it’s so time-consuming, otherwise I’d post more. You probably won’t be hearing much from me for a while since I’ve become addicted to the study of philosophy and queer theory (Though I’ve grown to hate that term. It’s like AIDS killed our heart and left us with a crippled brain, paving the way for “queer theory”. I’m actually focusing on pre-”queer theory” writings — Edward Carpenter through Foucault.).
Till later!
Love,
Jethro
