I’ve stopped watching the news. About four days ago. No news websites on-line, no TV news, none on the phone. I’ve stopped for two reasons — nearly all the news is bad these days, truly bad. And nearly everyone having a problem with that bad news is out to lunch, shockingly clueless, like, as in wicked duh. La La Land.
And speaking of which, in my still too often typically contempt prior to investigation mode of assessment, I had vowed never to watch the movie La La Land, figuring ahead of time it was gonna be some sappy dancy singy slop of a film, a dull time-waster, so was a little discomforted to hear it was to be the visual menu of the night back in early December when my wife and I were visiting her parents in San Diego. In fact, what happened was my in-laws gave up on it pretty darn quick, so Susan and I went into another room with a smaller TV and watched the rest of it, then a couple of weeks later watched it in HD on our slightly larger TV back in Oregon, and now it ranks somewhere in my top 10 of all-time greatest movies.
Have you see it? Have you seen this scene? www.youtube.com/watch?v=hrgXegJiTq4
“A bit of madness is key.”
This is from William Carlos William’s “Spring and All” — “In the composition, the artist does exactly what every eye must do with life, fix the particular with the universality of his own personality — Taught by the largeness of his imagination to feel every form which he sees moving in himself, he must prove the truth of this by expression.”
Speaking of San Diego, these lines are from my poem “San Diego Say So”:
“Blossoming blooms and magic burst from every day,
permission for joy.
The way they run Hodad’s in OB.
One for all, Share the wealth,
here’s looking out for you.
These pier dreams
I’ll wish them to life when I find a way.”
I miss my boys — Gavin in Oakland, Keith in Oklahoma, Billy in Tortuguerro. I miss