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

Newspapermen #4


Lord Beaverbrook (William Maxwell Aitken)

2 comments :

Vanwall said...

The Great Northern Robber Baron, as I see it - lucky to have survived association with Baldwin and the worst of the Conservatives and mostly 'cause he saw lots of pounds Sterling in the offing as a hawk, so wasn't labeled "unready for war", or an "appeaser" - one wonders what might have been if Bonar Law had lived. The prototype for other press barons of Fleet Street, most of whom were and are despicable.

BCNU

Mike D said...

all i can hear when i see the words Lord Beaverbrook are the words of a norweigan soccer commentator...

"Lord Nelson, Lord Beaverbrook, Sir Winston Churchill, Sir Anthony Eden, Clement Atlee, Henry Cooper, Lady Diana!!! Maggie Thatcher. Can you hear me Maggie Thatcher? Your boys took one hell of a beating.

YOUR BOYS TOOK ONE HELL OF A BEATING!!"

one of the funniest things ever heard on radio for my money