by Andy Weddington
Tuesday, 27 October 2015
"Man is an intelligence in servitude to his organs." Aldous Huxley
For today, something offbeat, a little bumbling, but not out of tune with current events.
The Oval Office organ will be scrapped.
For eight years the ebony and ivory never in tune. Noise! Constant banging, screeching, and caterwauling grating and tiresome.
Yes, indeed, a new though used reproduction organ is scheduled for Oval Office delivery. Date known. Organ not yet.
Will it be fine wood - Quercus alba (white oak) or Juglans nigra (black walnut)?
Or perhaps cheap grade carpet - grayed white pile or loop or shag?
Much media is drumming and trumpeting - banging pots and pans and symbols and blowing kazoos, actually - to climb aboard their magic carpet.
But scores and scores and scores and scores more of folk pine for wood.
This season's carpet is not magic but worn, blood-stained, and terribly it lies; no matter how stretched and laid.
But the woods are slick. Some shine more than others. And some already waxed.
Our Oval Office is no place for a vacuum.
Pledge wood instead.
And perhaps with it comes brain, heart, soul, and conscience - of common sense, morals, principles, and ethics - that when orchestrated makes music in our Oval Office (to soothe the national ear).
Alas, we live (the making of) a National Lampoon movie - with every sight and sound (being) recorded, some cleverly edited, and all publicly screened; to document, to entertain, but mostly to sell. The really good parts - some scripted though most not - and great fun still to come.
Hear the music?
Pull up a chair, or bench, you don't want to miss this.