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.
A pasquinade...
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?
Movie call!
Pull up a chair, or bench, you don't want to miss this.
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