We know now that
a man can read Goethe or Rilke in the evening, that he can play Bach and Schubert,
and go to his day's work at Auschwitz in the morning. -George Steiner, professor
and writer (b. 1929)
arrived with in my morning email along with my orange and cactus juice, slithering
down a few bitter pills. It made me think of David Bowie. I had just read
in a queer list-serv how Bowie is a hero because he broke gender-identity
stereotypes before nearly any one else in rock.
I was reminiscing
about when I was thirteen and Ziggy Stardust was the hot vinyl, and all the
music rags manufactured Bowie-Bolan tiffs and riffs to drum up sales, and
I had just violently cracked the vinyl disc over my knee.
The day before
I had spoken to M. Bowie via telephone on a radio talk show and asked him
about (this was 1972) his drag/androgynous persona and the oppression of gays.
"Are homosexuals oppressed?" he asked, in a serious tone. I was
livid. The previous day before some jocks in my school slammed my notebook
to the floor because of the Bowie lyrics (I guess they didn't see Lennon's
"Working Class Hero" there too) handwritten on my section dividers.
People were beaten up for listening to Bowie records then.
Eight years earlier,
Beatles records were burned in American bonfires cuz John had the temerity
to say his crew was "more popular" than
Jesus, which in terms of numbers I'm sure they were. Wagner
was banned in America during and after "The"
War, even by those who never read his anti-Semitic writings about the Jewish
influence diluting the ur-German.
not politically correct, yet I cringe every time I am dancing and "Brown
Sugar" comes through the speakers. "How
come you taste so good... Just like a black girl should."
We won't even get into Lou Reed's racial
thing, or his "wild side."
My best friend
won't listen to the renaissance composer Gesualdo di Genova
because, having murdered his wife and her lover and left the bloodied bodies
in front of his palace for all to see, "He is an evil man."
heard it argued that Modest Mussorgsky's Pictures at An
Exhibition is antiSemitic. In "Samuel Goldenberg and Schmuyle,"
one rich and one poor Jew are bickering in the street. One is Schmuyle, and
the other is Samuel, but Schmuyle is the Yiddish diminutive for Samuel (Schmuel):
They are the same person. These Jews are two-faced, duplicitous: one the assimilated
Jew, the other the lower class, instrumentally whiny stereotype.
We all make our
choices. I'm gonna drink my cactus joyfully, but wary of the thorns.
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