You don't care for Rush Limbaugh?
Of course you do. Rush Limbaugh was the fat stupid kid, the brunt of all the schoolyard jokes. Even before puberty mercilessly torn, twisted, destroyed. The boy who never measured up, in his parents' view, they never accepting his success, because he didn't become, in the family tradition, a lawyer or a doctor. Who goes nowhere, sees no one: stays at home, alone, munching cheetos, with his custom-built, every-room TVs. Who is so alienated from women that his last wife he bought on the Internet. Who destroyed his own eardrums seeking in opiates blessed release.
You don't care for Tony Snow?
Of course you do. Tony Snow a man who lies for a living, and knows it, the flashy toothsome manly football dude--but that's all over now, because his corporeal container is consumed by cancer: and he is dying.
Of course you care for these people. You're a liberal, goddamit. And if you don't care, then what the fuck are you doing here?
Hear Kenneth Patchen:
they try to fix it so nobody'll care what happens to a man anymore
i don't mean millions--i mean any one man anywhere
if anything is worth anything it's because one man is worth something
if any one man isn't worth something, then nothing whatever is worth anything
it's all got to come back to any one man anywhere or it isn't going anywhere
don't tell me how interested in confucious or jesus christ you are
tell me how interested in any one man anywhere you are
you don't get it
you'd cry if you could feel that
it's all got to come back to one man or it isn't going anywhere at all
it's getting dark
all the fame and stuff are crap hell
you take all the men who've set up "systems"
the smart boys tell you all about them now
i think if they could come back to life they'd have a different slant
i think they'd have something pretty different to say
it looks more and more to me like
the only really important idea is to say yes
to anything that brings life
to anything that brings death
go into the darkness as clean as you can
That is all.
As you were.