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

Annals of Crime #34


Original Caption:

Denver -- John Gilbert Graham, on trial for murder in the crash of an airliner which killed 44 persons, confers with his attorney, John Gibbons, in court. Eleven more persons were excused from serving on the jury being picked to hear Graham's trial. He is accused of placing a homemade dynamite bomb aboard a United Airlines DC-68 to kill his mother, Mrs. Daisie King, for her insurance. The plane exploded and crashed Nov. 1, 1955, near Longmont, Colorado. (1956)

5 comments :

swac said...

"It's a music box!"

"Yeah, you'll get a good sound out of it."

SomeNYGuy said...

"Throw mama from the plane"?????

Robert Fiore said...

Non-Skeddo Flies Again!

swac said...

And a point to RF.

Steve said...

Wow - this plane crashed not too far from where my house is now.