Ever the digital hoarder I find it hard not to document in a photograph every item I discard. It gives me a sense of maintaining my claim over these objects before tossing them into the slipstream of (usually) the Salvation Army or other thrift shop. I also, when possible, stamp the objects with my name and website URL, not as a lame attempt to get web traffic (because I don’t care about that anymore) but with the hope of somehow making contact with someone who intercepted the object on its path to oblivion.
GRASS A Nation’s Battle For Life was almost impossible to find on VHS, or at least that is how I choose to remember the quest to get a copy of this film. I first saw GRASS during the summer of 1989, when I took a course at the Lorain County Community College. I think the course had something to do with anthropology but whatever its focus I took the course solely to get a credit or two on my final college transcript. I was going to be a credit or two short, and taking this course turned out to be part of the gift that got me out of college in just 4 years.
Even though it is stated on the cover of this VHS tape it escaped me until now that the directors of this documentary went on to make King Kong. I found a digital copy of this on Usenet and got rid of the VHS, which I should have purged from my space of long ago. It’s little things like this that make me see how hopeless it is for me to get rid of things. So much stuff, a normal enough quantity I would think for someone my age who has not moved in almost 20 years, but just too much to unload without hiring junk removers. But I’ll not do that since I still, however overwhelming the task, want to remain particular about what stays and what goes.
GRASS A Nation’s Battle For Life
GRASS A Nation’s Battle For Life
