“We have come here not to bury nor mourn the passing of the 46 year old
nurse , side winded by 2 d.j’s from
Down Under.” (*”The Queen’s
Speech”).
The good people locked up their
tongues and threw away the keys, when Charlie Chaplin mimicked the Fuhrer into his genocide of 6 million
humans into grave sites.
67 years later, the apparitions if you will, appear in that mimicking call to King Edward IIII hospital where the Royal’s
Kate Middleton, Dutchess of Cambridge, diagnosed with morning’s sickness, the clipped sounds of the Queen Grand Mother
and Prince Charles’s vocals.
Res ipso loquitur deceit enraged the public. Their interdependent
galaxy, rattling the supply chain from Nasa to the crew on what was once the Challenger Explorer Discovery.....
Putting the call through to the
attending nurse at the bedside of
Katherine of Cambridge. These two nurses, loyal to their mission. Not an ego pinch of deceit in their devotion to
their patients road to recovery..,.
III
“Going home?. Are you?” “The
English Patient” playing out.
How could the “down under d.j’s
been put on the payroll in the first place To emulate Fibber
McGee and Molly? Fred Allen and
his Portland ? Jack Benny and Mary Livinfgston?
Wasn’t Edith Cavel a World War
heroine nurse, selfless, * beyond deceitful trenches. “The English Patient”,
the attending nurse’s character beyond reproach..
”Who am I speaking with?”
46 years into her life, she took
the call. Like a receptionist buying into its credibility. And when she learned
of being conned, her torch of selflessness went up in flames.
Meantime “Death of a Salesman” ended its run on
London’s West End, Willy Loman’s
widow, at the grave site. .“ We must
pay attention”.”
