Eddie Stern finished off last week with two blog posts on two seminal figures from, I imagine, both my and his youth: Mr. Rogers and Ray Bradbury.
Ray Bradbury, the great sci-fi writer, the one who perhaps elevated it to a respectable form of literary art (beyond what Edgar Rice Burroughs ever managed before him, for instance), passed away last week. Eddie links to a remembrance from the NY Times and then this video from David Bowie:
If you haven’t noticed, Eddie tends to have some musical touchstone for events. This makes sense if you know him or his history.
The Mr. Rogers post was brought on by auto-tune video that made the viral rounds last week. But leave it to Eddie to find a moment that points us to, you guessed it, yoga. He quotes from the Mr. Rogers’ Wikipedia page, a description of Mr. Rogers’ accepting an Emmy Award in 1997:
“Mister Rogers went onstage to accept the award — and there, in front of all the soap opera stars and talk show sinceratrons, in front of all the jutting man-tanned jaws and jutting saltwater bosoms, he made his small bow and said into the microphone, “All of us have special ones who have loved us into being. Would you just take, along with me, ten seconds to think of the people who have helped you become who you are. Ten seconds of silence.”
And then he lifted his wrist, looked at the audience, looked at his watch, and said, “I’ll watch the time.” There was, at first, a small whoop from the crowd, a giddy, strangled hiccup of laughter, as people realized that he wasn’t kidding, that Mister Rogers was not some convenient eunuch, but rather a man, an authority figure who actually expected them to do what he asked. And so they did. One second, two seconds, three seconds — and now the jaws clenched, and the bosoms heaved, and the mascara ran, and the tears fell upon the beglittered gathering like rain leaking down a crystal chandelier. And Mister Rogers finally looked up from his watch and said softly “May God be with you,” to all his vanquished children.”
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