Monday, March 17, 2008
The Confidence of Jesus
“When Oscar Wilde allegedly gestured at the garish wallpaper in his cheap Parisian hotel room and announced with his dying breath, ‘Either it goes or I go,’ he was exhibiting something beyond an irrepressibly brilliant wit. Freud, you see, wasn't whistling Edelweiss when he wrote that gallows humour is indicative of ‘a greatness of soul.’ The quips of the condemned prisoner or dying patient tower dramatically above, say, sallies on TV sitcoms by reason of their gloriously inappropriate refusal, even at life's most acute moment, to surrender to despair.”
the self-confidence of Jesus Christ
he, who when he walked into the city
he, who was asked
why do they praise thee?
he, who answered
‘if they did not praise me
the rocks would praise me’
With that attitude
I wouldn’t need water
They finally got a "Greek" torch bearer (Third Gneration,Toronto)
To carry the oympic torch
I once read the Oscar Wilde used to stop people as they crossed the street in London, and point at dandelions growing from a crack in the sidewalk, saying "look at that!" And he would grab their arm and make them look, all the while his voice rising. "Did you ever think that in all this squallor, all this wretchedness and filth, life can still take root and thrive in spite how hard we try to crush it?"
One has to respect a guy like that. He annoyed everyone so much, they railroaded him for the same "crimes" overlooked in a million others of his day.
As an aside, I have "the Portrait of Dorian Gray" but haven't yet had a chance to read it.
I expect to see you riding the wind sometime soon.