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

Jesters of the Empire #10

Tommy Cooper


Kreisler said...

Tommy Cooper served in the army but he never served the empire. A born private, never an officer. Tried to cadge cup final tickets off the queen at the royal variety performance. He was a proper comic.

swac said...

Wonderfully demented photo of the man in the fez.

Sid Smith said...

Over used phrase I know but Tommy Cooper really was a genius.

rookgaroo said...

The man knew how to scare the shit out of a baby.