Clear skies this morning. Looks like the latest hurricane has passed, or as Ethel Waters once sang in the 1930s (with accompaniment by Tommy and Jimmy Dorsey, lyrics by Ted Koehler / Harold Arlen)…
I like this rhyme:
When he went away the blues walked in and met me.
If he stays away old rockin chair will get me.
There must be a dozen or more versions of this song by famous singers, but I have not seen or heard one better than the original. Wonder if anyone in pop has attempted an alternative version?
IN ORDER TO LOVE
SOMETHING YOU HAVE TO
HAVE SEEN IT OR HEARD IT
FOR A LONG TIME YOU BUNCH OF IDIOTS
I find it fitting that he challenged order and reason in a way commonly associated with the term “hacker” today. So sad he has already passed. He would have been an amazing keynote to Blackhat, unlike the inanely boring LSE professor who was chosen for this year.
My early thoughts were to resist Dada-ism, but I wonder if with age I might be sliding into it nonetheless.
Written in 1865, before the typewriter, this is from Alice in Wonderland, Chapter III, “A Caucus Race and a Long Tale” by Lewis Carroll (Charles Lutwidge Dodgson):
"It _is_ a long tail, certainly," said Alice, looking
down with wonder at the Mouse's tail; "but why do you
call it sad?" And she kept on puzzling about it while the
Mouse was speaking, so that her idea of the tale was
something like this:----"Fury said to
a mouse, That
he met in the
house, `Let
us both go
to law: _I_
will prose-
cute _you_.--
Come, I'll
take no de-
nial: We
must have
the trial;
For really
this morn-
ing I've
nothing
to do.'
Said the
mouse to
the cur,
`Such a
trial, dear
sir. With
no jury
or judge,
would
be wast-
ing our
breath.'
`I'll be
judge,
I'll be
jury,'
said
cun-
ning
old
Fury:
`I'll
try
the
whole
cause,
and
con-
demn
you to
death'."
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