Best of Luck, Best of the Boomers, David Letterman?

 

Every time is a time for comedy in a world of tension that would languish without it. But I cannot confine myself to lightness in a period of human life that demands light ... We all know that, as the old adage has it, "It is later than you think." ..., but I also say occasionally: "It is lighter than you think." In this light let's not look back in anger, or forward in fear, but around in awareness.

  • "Foreword", Lanterns & Lances (1961)  THURBER

I remember fondly nights sneaking downstairs to watch Letterman,absorb his idiosyncracies, add them to all those of my other tv fixations. Barney Miller. Jim Rockford. A mature ironic understanding of the serious undertone Ward Cleaver loaned (as the last of stable American father figures incapabale of being faulted for having done his sacrosanct parental duty,  in Leave It to Beaver  The refreshing neo-feminism of the benevolent witch Samantha, disguised as a suburban middle class wife stuck in a comical Mad Men universe. Today I noticed a resemblance between Larry Tate, Darrin Steven's boss with , with Roger Sterling, Larry ironically exhibiting nascent tendencies of becoming a Roger Sterling if he had lived more introspectively and egocentrially into the sixties zeitgeist experience  .Manufactured mostly by celebrities.

Celebrities eventually took over when the agonies of the 70s and 80s in the national collective brought on by economic downturns transformed into the cynicism and nihilistic vulgar 'voices in the wilderness', some with streams of goodness or truth or beauty flowing through them, but most of them succumbing to transcendent ego spiritual crises.

To be a celebrity today is an ideal of most of the adhd fragmented mutants the Boomer Generation released on us by rebelling against the authority of the family structure, the destruction of the American dream of mom and pop and 2.5 children. A destruction ambivalently accepted, a sign of the change of the times, the escape from the Egypt of Paternalism (the Patriarchy) to the 40 yr (1975 to 2015) Exodus to the promised land that landmarks of men like Dr. king and Bobby Kennedy promised us but like Moses were prohibited from seeing.

These days we are statistically having less children , but those special ones we have are assured by self confidence seminars that their lives matter, they can be anything they want to be, in this day and age of opportunity, all they need is a bit of the good old American ethic that died not too long ago in dismal fashion, maybe in 2008.

The result: a youtube unverse that seems to have become in a small part a social force for skepticism and good.  And in a large part,narcissism run amok.Some of it self referentially ironic, thanks to hypertrophied Postmodernism, America's dubious gift from France.

Say something dumb on twitter, if you are a twit, and you are exiled from the human family by humiliation---ostracism--- unless you apologize and admit to desperate failures of judgment in your addiction to your desire for your fifteen minutes of  fame.

in the not too distant future—2015 for the love of God, in fact, Paul and I will be wrapping things up and taking a hike.
[studio audience goes wild, gives him a standing ovation]
David Letterman:  Thank you, thanks everybody.  All right, thanks very much.

House disappeared similarly, biking off across the country, presumed dead.

Walter White went out in a belated return of 'Walter White ' to the nearly intact Heisenberg...

What do I expect fro m  Colbert? Essentially a return to the dignity of the Carson era; a smartass cultured man fucking in subtle ways with the system, perhaps a lightning rod of controversy and interest like Dave could be to his utter shame and insecurity: what am I to make of me, and furthermore of us? I hope not.

I am ready for the bringing of order by a mature genius in touch with the zeitgeist these days. A hard thing to connect with for too long, because there are so many other things screaming for our attention.

When everything is of obsessive interest to some, according to their constitutions, then nothing really stands out as special. what might be special is a return to suit coats and smart talk and understate d  humor,  like ,say, Thurber taking a subjective jump to a better level of significance.

You might as well fall flat on your face as lean over too far backward.'  Thurber

Out of Boomer demigod theater of unconstrained consumption. Consuming the culture and giving back envy, elitism, and lots and lots of laws exhorting you , somewhat paradoxically, to enjoy, but to be careful with your health, so you can live forever and be the first generation in the history of the world to never die, you seem so damn health conscious.

 Boomers, the transcendent ego crowd trying to transcend their egos with drugs and eastern gobbledy gook mysticism-lite,

they leave in grand flaming dispersal to tend their own private gardens and live in bubbles

canopied with emblems of fame and significance.

Came as a hell of a shock, Margaret's old mom telling me Dylan was gonna be on last night.

Amid the festivity Murray provided he snuck in there and did something incongruous, as you might expect. Warbled out a Sinatra cover. 'The Night We Called it A Day'. Maybe it fit. Dave calling it a day.

The moon went down stars were gone
But the sun didn't rise with the dawn
There wasn't a thing left to say
The night we called it a day
There wasn't a thing left to say
The night we called it a day

A light goes out and we notice it, that's a good thing. Making much of a man who exposed his raw magnificent nervous wreck

of a personality nightly..

but yknow I am with you...I prefer the confidence of a Carson,

or a Dylan, or

a Frank.

 

  • I would like to be remembered as a man who had a wonderful time living his life, and who had good friends, a fine family. I don't think I could ask for anything more than that, actually.
    • In a 1965 interview with Walter Cronkite, as quoted in "Just A Couple Of Legends" CBS News.com (20 May 1998)
    • Variant: I would like to be remembered as a man who had a wonderful time living life, a man who had good friends, fine family — and I don't think I could ask for anything more than that, actually.
  • You can be the most artistically perfect performer in the world, but an audience is like a broad — if you're indifferent, Endsville.
    • As quoted in Moment of Grace: The American City in the 1950s (2002) by Michael Johns.
  • Whatever else has been said about me personally is unimportant. When I sing, I believe. I'm honest.

SINATRA

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Comment by Kenneth Sibbett on May 20, 2015 at 3:28pm

I can see Edith and Archie singing "Those were the Days" on the piano. A good cigar, a fine wine and a good woman. What more is there? I personally don't like cigars or expensive wines, and a good woman is hard to fine, but it's the thought that counts, eh? I don't know about Colbert, I've never seen him do anything but his O'Reilly impression. He's funny, I'll give him that. 

Comment by koshersalaami on May 20, 2015 at 3:32pm
Colbert will be interesting. I assume not doing his Report personna.
Comment by nerd cred on May 20, 2015 at 3:42pm

Why do you have to bust on us poor old boomers? So we didn't make your world perfect for you. Neither did anyone before us. Deal, babies.

Colbert? Dignity? Like Carson?
3 strikes you're out.
Colbert is much closer to Lettermans' absurdity
than to Carson's smarmity.
imo
(I can't find a clip of the particular bit
I'm thinking of so just believe me.)

I think I like Carson less with each worshipful mention of him.

I wonder at exactly what point Dylan started believing his own PR. (pr aka bs)

Comment by JMac1949 Memories on May 20, 2015 at 3:48pm

If for nothing else Letterman deserves recognition for putting Bill Hicks on TV:

Comment by James Mark Emmerling on May 20, 2015 at 5:29pm

Nerd, I got a 76 yr old hippy bro in law and a 65 yr old sister, social worker, hiding their light under a bushel in the great state of Maine. I tease them about their generation's grand schemes to revolutionize America by presenting the stark reality of hypertrophic capitalism run amok, with all the Boomers cashing in and bowing out, ha ha. Nothing personal. My generation, X, didn't even try to contribute to the betterment of the nation. These kids today are the result. God bless their multifaceted cyborg minds.

Kosher,and Nerd, he will NOT be doing his persona. I have seen him in the nude, so to speak, and he is an erudite man light on the sardonic acidy Letterman cynicism.

Nice, Jmac.

Comment by James Mark Emmerling on May 20, 2015 at 5:32pm

Nerd, Dylan invented just about everything new and revolutionary in music but kept going..not forward but

back to the roots...to the pre rock era...hell, even to the ancient folk songs. Now he is in the 1950s. He always said the 50s was his decade, not the 60s. He felt little identification with the hippies et al.

Comment by James Mark Emmerling on May 20, 2015 at 6:19pm

That dates you, Steel, but I must admit envy that you remember those truly Golden Days.

Comment by James Mark Emmerling on May 20, 2015 at 6:20pm

I saw a bit of Gleason.

And who didn't dig George Burns, for some reason..maybe just his persistence.

Mel Brooks still bites in his routine, saw him on Maher, who I am ambivalent about.

Comment by James Mark Emmerling on May 20, 2015 at 6:21pm

By bite, I mean it in the old way of: biting incisive comedic genius.

Comment by Kenneth Sibbett on May 20, 2015 at 7:28pm

Johnny Carson said Jack Benny was the funniest man who ever lived, and all he had to do was stand there with a violin. I liked him also, but not quite that much. My man Red Skeleton could keep me laughing all night and I can't forget the Smother's Brothers, who were canceled by CBS but fought the hard fight and were funny doing it. I really can't remember much of Milton Berle, but he was "Mr. Television" at a time when there wasn't  any TV's around unless you had money. I remember bits of Jack Parr who was the intellect and I liked him, along with Steve Allen who laughed harder at his own jokes than the audience did. But he had his moments. There are more, many more, but I'm tired of looking back. I've spent almost 2 years looking back and I'm tired of my no nothing generation and hope by some miracle of miracles some of these idiots walking around staring at their phones will have children who will take an interest in life and the goodness that can be found if only they will take a long hard look and remember that life is not now nor will it ever be, "Fair"~~

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