Morning rumors of an interruption
in nuisances from Washington waft
the precious aromatic of an inter-
regnum of peace for all, on a par
with that of the privileged per-
forming mice, themselves. A writ-
er published what I considered
to be a perceptive appreciation
of that theatre's unstateliness,
which I pass along with some con-
cern that the host publication is
placing itself uninfluentially at
the margins of conditioned reflex-
es these days, save for its fixed
delight in almost any foreign war.
Not that they demand a government.
Yes, for anxiety's grinding sake,
one doesn't really need to be able
to see reports of being governed,
if the ongoing prosecution of our
wars can be assured. Margins hold;
the government may go wobbly all
it wants, if ventilation of such
idleness does not bring peace a-
broad. What interesting stability
seems to pervade the horizon, as
the inertia of our system governs.
Alexander Calder
untitled tapestry
1975
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