Re: Godot: An Introduction
Malcolm Lawrence (malcolm@wolfenet.com)
Sun, 22 Feb 1998 23:33:35 -0800
PODESTA,Lesley wrote:
> Thanks for the introduction and welcome to the list. Aaah. I love this
> list. Makes me feel like throwing a small stone at you.
No offense to Lesley, but since it's a reference that is consistently
brought up on this list I thought I'd mention it.
Every time I think about Seymour without the glare of sentimentality
distracting me I think, "Well, there ya go, only an idiot foolish enough
to throw something at a girl because their perfection offended you would
be an idiot foolish enough to take their own life and psychologically fuck
up the rest of their family for the rest of their constructive lives."
I had a golf ball thrown at me when I was a kid, completely unprovoked,
from an asshole who lived across the street (our side of the street had
sidewalks; theirs didn't...draw your own conclusions) and it hit me square
in the forehead. It hurt like a motherfucker and I was lucky that I didn't
need to be hospitalized basically. Not only was the action unprovoked, but
in all my days (both before that incident and especially afterwards) I
have never wanted to throw anything at anyone for any reason whatsoever
and especially not because I arbitrarily thought that they were "too
perfect." Sure, I've wanted to see the smug and the arrogant tripped up
(and Bill Gates getting a pie in the face has kept me smiling for weeks)
but true beauty, true perfection is not smug or arrogant and if you
realize that and then still insist on throwing something, than you're just
an evil little fuck.
I.E.: He put the gun to his head because he thought he was too perfect,
just like he threw something at that girl because he thought she was too
perfect, as if he is some kind of arbiter of what is or is not perfect or
too perfect. Therefore, his smug arrogance denied his perfection and his
momentary lapse into oblivious lack of concern for his family (and anyone
else he ever touched in his life) (i.e. suicide) pretty much negates
whatever level of perfection he believed he had attained. Or perhaps it
was just his own quaint way of saying "Heh. Guess I'm just a bananafish."
Malcolm