IFFY

Given the renewed hue and cry erupting, flowing, sneaking and surveilling in the direction of "Tea Party types," one wonders what today’s "powers that be" would make of a really iffy personality like Max Ernst?


Iam glad not to know.  I would hate for Mr. Ernst to let me down (as most of our creative artists eventually do) by being co-opted, brought to heel, in pages of People or Vanity Fair celebrity coverage.


And as a Quaker and, I hope, a good American, I would dislike seeing the full force of Ernst’s art and power make the surveillers heads explode like Scanners.

Animated Doll

I never knew how little I knew

But it’s getting though to me now.

Nothing I do of the little I do

Seems to ring true to me now.

Commitment evades me

I don’t feel involved at all.

I’m just going through the motions

Like an animated doll.

I never knew.  I never knew.

I never knew how lucky I was

Maybe nobody does when they’re young.

A couple mistakes, that’s all it takes

You can never erase what you’ve done.

Now I can fake a range of feelings

I can weep like a waterfall.

You’d never guess that you were dealing

With an animated doll.

I never knew.  I never knew.

The mind in my skull exerts a powerful pull

Like the pull of the moon on the tides.

Like my heart in its cage

And though neither can gauge

Clearly enough to be guides.

Where they’ll lead I’ll follow

I will follow till I fall.

Head and heart as hollow

As an animated doll.

Peter Blegvad: Animated Doll (Link From Downtime)