Friday, June 9, 2017

Suppose it were Friday cxxiv: Seasonable theatre

Of all the democratic dramas we've seen emergent in our tweety little amphitheatres, yesterday's in Washington so cleared the ambient fog as to set the stage anew for the weekend's ritual of Presidential meltdown and surrogate slime, to positively gush with frantic spray. Hence, our people's patient vigil at the cistern's rising tide, bravely led to call us to the facts that cannot hide.

The artificial question of what can be believed has been dissolved. In the witness's unforgettable phrase, the nature of the person has determined this; what theatre is for, has made itself known again. 

Doug Mills, photographer
James Comey in the Senate
July 8, 2017
The New York Times©

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