The Explanation
(for those who require one)

And, of course, that is what all of this is -- all of this: the one song, ever changing, ever reincarnated, that speaks somehow from and to and for that which is ineffable within us and without us, that is both prayer and deliverance, folly and wisdom, that inspires us to dance or smile or simply to go on, senselessly, incomprehensibly, beatifically, in the face of mortality and the truth that our lives are more ill-writ, ill-rhymed and fleeting than any song, except perhaps those songs -- that song, endlesly reincarnated -- born of that truth, be it the moon and June of that truth, or the wordless blue moan, or the rotgut or the elegant poetry of it. That nameless black-hulled ship of Ulysses, that long black train, that Terraplane, that mystery train, that Rocket '88', that Buick 6 -- same journey, same miracle, same end and endlessness."
-- Nick Tosches, Where Dead Voices Gather

Collect 'Em All #20

Wallace Beery
(No. 5 in a series of 50 from Player's Navy Cut Tobacco)
"Born in Kansas City on April 1st, 1889, Wallace Beery is the son of a policeman. He ran away from school to join a circus when he was a small boy and eventually became an elephant trainer. Later he entered comic opera, as he possesses a very fine baritone voice. In 1913 he began his film career with Essanay in Chicago and later played all kinds of villains until he mixed comedy with villany and won stardom. Among his recent talkie successes are Viva Villa and Treasure Island."

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