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Presidents’ Monday

Wednesday, February 11th, 2009

Presidents’ Day is an occasion to sell cars both new and used; it is little more. In fact: It is less. It provides yet another long weekend as it is always on Monday. It fails to connect us to any former president. President’s Monday occurs in some proximity to George Washington’s and Abraham Lincoln’s natal dates. It has nothing to do with either man — although their images are used to sell cars.

If I were to subscribe to conspiracy theories I would suggest that the the purpose of Presidents’ Monday is to distance us from our history. One dead president is like any other. Those several we consider “Great Presidents” earned his distinction by getting a lot of people killed in his administration. (Theodore Roosevelt makes this cut because he seemed so eager to lead us into war.) You can become president by promising to “keep us out of war” but for any potentially GP it is a promise best forgotten once in office. As our President Bush fades into the sunset his star will begin to rise. More than enough people died in his administration. In futurity his “Greatness” is assured. Am I right, or am I right?

Beginning a Blog

Thursday, January 22nd, 2009

“Having bought the colours, an easel, and a canvas, the next step was to begin. But what a step to take! The palette gleamed with beads of colour; fair and white rose the canvas; the empty brush hung poised, heavy with destiny, irresolute in the air. My hand seemed arrested by a silent veto. But after all the sky on this occasion was unquestionably blue, and a pale blue at that. There could be no doubt that blue paint mixed with white should be put on the top part of the canvas. One really does not need to have had an artist’s training to see that. It is a starting-point open to all. So very gingerly I mixed a little blue paint on the palette with a very small brush, and then with infinite precaution made a mark about as big as a bean upon the affronted snow-white shield.”

Winston Churchill

OK. I’ve begun.

Today I watched the video of James Cagney’s “Yankee Doodle Dandy.” What a picture! Yesterday I saw “The Wrestler” at the Harvard Square Movie Theater. It seemed long; while I admired the performances yet I waited for it to get on. I wanted to know more about the secondary characters, too. I wanted more of the story. My ideas of drama and life are drawn from the last Century and, to a large degree, from the previous Century, too. Tonight I’m going to The Stone Temple Coffee House to hear a folk singer. Amy will be singing over the dead bodies of two presidents — John and John Quincy Adams — in the crypt below along side their wives. I hope they enjoy the music. This is enough painting for now.