Thursday, August 11, 2005
(Popular Characteristics 1800)
(Henry Adams)
"Good country this
for lazy fellows,
(wrote Wilson from
Kentucky); they plant
corn, turn their
pigs into the
woods and in
the autumn feed upon
corn and pork.
They lounge about
the rest of the year."
But sometime between
then and now,
despite flip books,
Jack Spicer bootlegs,
Miltown, Motown, Milton
the race of tavern
loafers, customs-house flaneurs
wall holder-uppers
& Virginia eye gougers
died out, wagons
full of keeners,
enthusiasts, stereoptical
estimaters & paint-chip
matchers darkened
the passes, planting apples
for roughage not cider.
*
"That free-born
Rhode Islanders ought
never to submit
to be priest-ridden,
nor to pay for
the privilege
of travelling
on the highway."
Better indeed stranded
up to our
rusticated Yankee necks
in yellow shit
than travel
to Providence
under such pretenses;
wearing a horse collar,
a T-shirt reading
"Citizen X"--
better a beanie,
a New Year's diaper,
a Brownie uniform,
and the bones
of any shiny Hussar--
uncowed by Miranda v. Arizona
or the Second Amendment
or the by-God
Yosemite Sam mudflaps
hanging from my ears--
attempts to stroll unbidden
into my library,
garage or sugar shack
will end up as struts
in the drug tunnel
that gently winds
between Lasqueti
and Narraganset:--