On politics/art and three brief poems
Watched most of Joe Biden’s speech and q and a today. Some thoughts:
- This reminded me again, because of social distancing, of Ionesco’s play The Chairs because the audience can seem so empty (the play involves an audience of none). A few months ago, I referred to the play while writing about an online Mass that had almost no audience in reality.
- It also reminded me of that play because both the real-life speech and q and a for the president and the play involve an authoritative speaker who is expected to make an important statement but disappoints.
- I think Joe Biden is a decent and diplomatic person, even though I don’t agree with many of his policies. I briefly met his youngest son my first year of college; he seemed kind.
- The Chairs seems to be about waiting for a big arrival that never comes, as Waiting for Godot does. Having been a reporter who went to many press conferences that were less than over-whelming, I know the feeling.
“Sing” by yours truly
“Singapore. Sing no more. But don’t ignore:
Don’t fall on the floor or date a whore.
What’s bore times bore?”
“Don’t want to know; why do you?
Not good at math anyway.”
“Foothill” by yours truly
Mountain or foothill?
As you do and as you will,
But please stop drinking all that swill.
Maybe take a pill,
Or try to just sit still.
“Cheese” by yours truly
The cheese has gone bad.
Does it make you mad?
It could have been delicious;
(Maybe even nutritious).
Don’t be meretricious.
Now can’t be topped on your hamburger,
You old, naughty rambler.
To this I’ll add:
The cheese has gone bad.