Sunday, March 24, 2013
Traffic jam of the brain.
What if you told a story so many times, to yourself and to others, that every second has become etched into your mind, indelible, that this version of what happened becomes the record? And then, what if you hear this story again, told from someone else's point of view, it all happens in the same way, but all the specifics are different?
And then you remember it never actually happened to you at all. What she is reporting is the truth, because it happened to her and not to you. You just made yourself believe that it was you. Because that is your job. Because you are an actor.
I am not talking about me. I am talking about you.
Following Biff's big self-revelation in Act II of Death of a Salesman (I WAS A SHIPPING CLERK!) often I ask students whether it is possible to tell a lie so often, that the lie becomes truth and you believe that it actually happen. You fool yourself. Most of the time they don't know what it is I am talking about.
Climate: crisp & dry
Distance: 3.25 miles
That awkward moment, thirty seconds after you have whipped off your running gloves, that you realize you are no longer wearing your wedding ring.
? (Modern Industry) - Fishbone
Let's Go All The Way - Sly Fox
The Boy With The Thorn In His Side - The Smiths
She's On It - Beastie Boys
Faron - Prefab Sprout
Sleeping Bag - ZZ Top
Subculture - New Order
Sussudio - Phil Collins