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

Civic Portraiture #30

Roscoe Arbuckle


R.H. said...

Fatty's mugshot.

Voted all time best dressed.


R.H. said...

And why is mugshot fashion woefully ignored.

Tom Sutpen said...

It is nowadays, what with Nick Nolte and the late James Brown's portraits in that medium. You look at mugshots of even the lowliest of criminals back in the 20s and 30s and you'll see they always dressed to the nines (by comparison, that is).

The new trend in mugshots these days is to make it look like a high school yearbook photo. You know, put big smile on the kisser; act like it's a party, etc. Tom DeLay (former Majority Leader of the US House of Representatives) led the pack when he got nabbed by the feds a few years back; followed by equally gifted notables ranging from Rush Limbaugh to Shia LaBoeuf (or however that guy's name is spelled).

R.H. said...

Modern crims just don't honour the occasion.