Hugs and Kissenger: What would happen if a 70’s style pimp and Henry Kissenger teamed up to start a detective agency.
Most of our heroes have been wrong.
— Charles Bukowski
Probably all of them if you really ponder the long term implications.
Just saw this poem on a political weblog called Oxblog and found myself remembering moments with exactly that tone and quality,
by Scottish poet Norman MacCaig (q.v.):
Incident
I look across the table and think
(fiery with love)
Ask me, go on, ask me
to do something impossible,
something freakishly useless,
something unimaginable and inimitable
like making a finger break into blossom
or walking for [...]