Saturday, August 17, 2019

Protest (Forty-One Shots)


Don’t be annoyed, but I’m gunna say he’s dyeing. No big deal of course, routine here. Most of the granddads i’ve bin cataloguing recently in my pics sport the same. The working class man when he’s a performer we let off maybe. After having read the article on the legal proceedings the lyrics make more sense: 41 shots. Is it a gun/knife/wallet... More annoyance: that support crew grimacing when their turn comes at the microphone following the Boss’s lead, they really mean it you reckon? As you know, i’ve bin buried in books a long time. An author’s grimaces at his desk are different. Here the newspaper makes me grimace often enough. This mornin I think I blurted the F-word over it... No, it was yester., Sunday mornin. Picture story of the Pres. of the Republic here, lady installed in what they call a “walkover” election; ie. there ain’t no election cos there ain’t another candidate. The fella they were worried about had been disqualified by the newly prepared regs. (Same guy by the name of Tan Chok Beng gave them a fright few years back when the preferred candidate only just squeezed home by a whisker.) Anyhow, Halima Yacob, attending another function. Here she was pictured rooting for the old ahma striving with a kinda board-game at some recreation centre. In this case a maze sat before the lady for entertainment. If you’re coming down with Alzheimer’s it’s just the thing; loneliness up in the pigeon hole flats, same. This poor old duck, the ahma, the grannie, unfortunately finds her ball, a big orange plastic one, stuck in a corner of her maze. Stuck properly. In her hand a battery operated fan the people use around here in the afternoons trying to cope with the heat. What to do? Damn ball hard to move. Glued there in the corner. Maybe the batteries were low. Ahma was striving hard, determined. The walkover Pres. on $1mil ++ directing positive energy at the blasted ball and maybe secretly blowing through her nose tryin to get the thing happenin. The Metho Minister in the ring with the Pres. and the others was smiling most broadly of all. Halima does not readily do generous big smiles, not in the line of a well-brought up Mussie gal. Somehow that back-up crew beside the Boss agonising about the 41 shots triggered. Sorry, I did kiiinda like the clip. But, you know, constitutionally unable to swallow too much of this type of protest whole, everyone having a good time and tickets on sale for the show.  Beg to differ with Roger @ XR, who reckons circus, entertainers, kites & fun was the way. Call me a hard-ass.



NB. George down in Melbourne, a big fan of the Boss, sent news of the acquittal of the four NY City policemen involved in the shooting of the man in the alcove of his apartment in the Bronx; and followed with the Springsteen song.




                                                                                                            Singapore 2011-2019





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