The Mount Moriah Skeletor, Part I

In 1987, Warner Bros. released a live-action adaption of the popular cartoon “He-Man and the Masters of the Universe” to theaters.  Simply titled Masters of the Universe, it told the story of the struggle between He-Man and his allies against the evil Skeletor and his minions for control of the mythical land of Eternia.  After the credits rolled, a final scene appeared with Skeletor’s head rising from the pit he’d been thrown in at the conclusion of the film’s climactic battle.  Since then, “Skeletor” has also been used as the proper term for a post-credits scene in a motion picture (a practice made popular in recent years by Marvel Studios comic book movies, the 20th Century Fox’s X-Men films, and the Pirates of the Caribbean movies). My “Mount Moriah” tale has a similar component, one that cemented the life-pattern I’ve seen since my college days ended.

Looking back, there was no better introduction to the wily world of Washington than the months I spent working at a top-tier think tank after college.  The location was great, the environment was engaging and filled with opportunities to learn, and my oldest friend in DC and I connected then.  It was during this season that I had the opportunity to hear my hometown Representative speak on China.  While I don’t remember the content of the remarks – it was almost a decade ago –  I came away with the sense that this individual had commendable oratory skill, a position he believed in, and a depth of knowledge to support the position.  Since I wanted to transition to the Hill at some point anyhow, thinking it would be all the more rewarding to work for the home area, I figured it wouldn’t be a negative thing to introduce myself (how often does an opportunity to interact with your representative come along when it’s not intentionally sought? I was clearly new in town); so I did.  A short series of events later led to an interview for an internship in the Representative’s office (one I turned down at the time because is wasn’t paid, my current work was, and I was pursuing a number of options at the time that were full time and paid).  Leaving Washington to travel home for Christmas that year I was a bit discouraged to say the least, unsure when or how I would return to the city I wanted to be in.  Did I forgo my opportunity to forge a career in DC by turning down the offer of a Capitol Hill internship?  I entertained that thought often during and after the Christmas season.

As 2006 dawned and the days and weeks of job hunting turned into months, the temptation grew and grew to wallow in negativity and despair, my Mom likely remembers moments when I wined like a 19-year old Luke Skywalker wanting to escape Tatooine, but I trudged through what felt like training in the swamps of Dagobah: sitting at my parent’s kitchen table day after day.  I don’t know how many brain cells I fried staring at that screen, writing cover letters and e-mails, doing phone interviews, and playing computer games once I’d had enough but it had to have been a fair amount!  Might I go intern for the Senate Health, Education, Labor, and Pensions committee? it looked like a possibility, but before long that thought got the rug ripped out from under it.

What would I do?  Was there any light at the end of this tunnel?  Stay tuned…

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Author, Speaker, and Super Nerd. Aaron Welty speaks and writes regularly connecting the dots of life, faith, and science fiction. Originally from Michigan, he now lives and works in the Washington, D.C. Metro area.

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