I keep almost giving up on Kirk Elder everytime I click on his site and see the same old post, months old and yellowing gently at the edges, as it blows along the internet street like someone's left-over litter. But you see, the old boy's a lot brighter than me. He understands that it is better to pause, even if the pause amounts to months, and drop a polished, consider pearl before the swine readers rather than follow my example and spew forth a constant stream of rubbish in which there may, or there again, may not, be hidden a gleam of gold. Anyway, his latest offering is up and ready for those who enjoy their humour, like their dry martinis, as dry as possible. Here's an excerpt from his latest on the subject of 'The Wedding', but do go and pay him a visit, it's well worthwhile:
The point does not need to be stressed, but the marriage between the Waleses, Charles and Diana, was nobody's idea of a dream. To borrow the modern vernacular, one might almost say it was a car-crash of a relationship, if such an observation was not in obvious bad taste. But, viewed with cruel hindsight, it was an advertisement for the uselessness of arranged marriages, and a danger to the mythology of the Crown, which relies on a cocktail of magic and deference for its continued survival. One might ask now, what the Prince of Wales thought he was doing when he condemned the innocent Diana to her dreadful fate? Presumably, when he mounted his matrimonial tricycle, he thought that the usual rules of the road applied, wherein the foibles of the posh are forgiven on account of their splendid manners. (See also Mr Julian Fellowes' contemporary riot of forelock-tugging, Downton Abbey).
Kirk Elder obviously likes his dry martinis exceedingly dry!
Thank you, Mr Duff, for your encouragement. I must protest, however. I have never trusted martini, or the kind of men who drink it. My tipple is tea, mostly, and a snowball on Hogmanay.
Posted by: Kirk Elder | Thursday, 02 December 2010 at 12:35
Entirely my pleasure, KE. If only we were neighbours I would draw you in to the great Brotherhood of dry martini lovers. You are right to distrust the drinkers of it, especially whilst they are drinking it, but once sampled (particularly my concoction) you will never feel the same again - in fact, you won't feel anything very much for quite a while!
A very happy Hogmanay to you.
Posted by: David Duff | Thursday, 02 December 2010 at 13:00
What is "Hogmanay"?
The reason I ask is the because the University of Arkansas has copyrighted any unauthorized use of the word "Hog." But perhaps the University attorneys would allow this since it would appear to encourage an instance of drinking alcohol.
Posted by: JK | Thursday, 02 December 2010 at 18:25
Oh, it very definitely encourages "drinking of alcohol", JK,and just to 'counter-link' you - for a change:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hogmanay
Posted by: David Duff | Thursday, 02 December 2010 at 19:00
Well since it does involve neat stuff like drinking beer and twirling flaming balls of chicken wire and the Presbyterians are agin it - my guess is Scotland may be enjoying a visit from University officials looking for free Glenfiddich.
Recall our Republican that you admired because of the simple fact he's named "Boozeman"? Well, turns out he attended UA back in the 70s and played for the Hogs football team (American style football that is). During the campaign he put up a TV commercial featuring himself in Hog regalia. Of course it made both the Libs and Academia nutzoid as evidenced by this:
http://www.arktimes.com/ArkansasBlog/archives/2010/09/08/john-boozman-is-a-liar
Posted by: JK | Thursday, 02 December 2010 at 20:28