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

The Golden Age of Publicity #7

Original Caption:

"Come up an' See Me Sometime - But Ring First".

Los Angeles -- If you ever accept one of Mae West's subtle invitations to drop around and pay a brief visit, be sure to use the front door and ring the bell first. Ever since Mae was held up by gangsters, she has been brushing up on her target work with pistol, rifle, sub machine gun and then shatters the bull's eye for a perfect score too often to call her bluff. She is shown with her coach, Detective J.C. Southard, expert marksman, just after a bit of machine-gunning on the Los Angeles District Attorney's Office Rifle Range. (1934)

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