We conclude the weekly version of the Sunday Reruns with the only rerun of a rerun I’ve ever brought back. It’s a high class story by Hugh Cron called The Swans. (The Reruns will return in January as a monthly feature.)
Very little we go through in our lives truly matters in a larger sense. From all evidence, every one of us is smarter than all the insensate stars in the Universe combined, yet we exist only in the briefest snatch of time, just long enough to know that we are, and like prisoners at barred windows, we scream for answers and go away no wiser to why we were.
Still, something does happen. And if it wasn’t worth the time then no one would remember anything, let alone write about it.
Q: No questions. Used all but one up. Oh. all right, I’ll use it. “If you were a Simpson supporting character who would you be?”
But mainly, I hope Hugh expands on the background and personal meaning of The Swans.
Thanks as always Leila.
And thanks especially as I know why you chose this.
I love the first question and it is an easy answer…Gil!!!
Any man who had nearly paid off his hot-plate only to have it broken by a naked Homer and Marg (HubbaHubba!!) is just about as unlucky as me!!
Q.2 I think when any of us have had loss or tragedy in their lives they re-evaluate things and I have been doing so. (My dad died after six weeks of being diagnosed with lung cancer. We nursed him at home and that isn’t an easy death…If there is such a thing! A week after his cremation my mum fell and broke her neck and she was in a neck-brace for three months) So when you asked this question, I wondered if the story had taken on any different type of meaning for me. I thought about the night it was based on, by fuck did I think about it and analyse it to hell and back! I remembered the strangeness that I felt but what came across more than anything was simply this – I had to accept what I saw without understanding. Death, tragedy, Kismet, Deja Vu, luck, mystery or whatever, are all the same – You just need to accept them without understanding.
Cheers for that Leila. And also thanks to you Diane and Nik for getting me through those sodding six months.