let me put
the successive
installments
of ike era
norm in a bucket
for you
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the mason dixon line between:
before
and after
the bomb shell essay:
"the white negro"
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the norman circle theatre presents
from impotence to orgasm
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first we get this background shot
its just
post war
see the
one book
wunderkind
an american fantasy indeed ......
but now we gotta
slide him ahead
some serious years later
after ike hits town
we find him
still very publically
thrashing about
in sophamore waters
inside:
a harvard worthy brained
shrewdly ambitious
decent
jewish mommas boy.....
with a silly
semi whacked semi desperate
sometimes
comically mugs-ly
but always deeply self contmeplating
persona
a guy "tryin like sixty"
to bust
his way back
to the summit
back to
that sweet " guest star of toda'ys show "
spot lite
the place
his first book
vaulted him to
for all too few showtimes
but a come back
is not that..... ?
and with what ?
not much really
two tiny fists
and
a nice big curlie head
a head
able to turn out
tons of well cobbled phrases
but well
cobbled phrases smazees
shit
manhattan has thousands of such headshops
ready to tap out "fine crap"
a sea full of em in fact
to sink under ....
so where for
and how
to make the move ?
well
this
upper story
crossbreed
this healthy mixup
worth more
then his several parts
his
irwin shaw
his
phillip k dick
his
god forbid
mickey spillane
but the whole
is
very lovable really
and remember
in his mind
he's always
fighting to escape
his shameful
dress rehearsal role
the role of
hemingway's cell wife
but then....
the lightening struck....
revealing his ....
super hero identity
nice jew boy norm
becomes
"casper the blackamoors ghost ............... "
what idiotic self deluded
presumptuous nonsense !
but shit guys
it made him
a village head liner again ......
the mugsly penman's
new marching orders:
forget the prole vault
go pale spadophile
grow a little chin brush
smoke a little booo
get dangerous bub dangerous
and
he did it
pulled it off
wrote it up
became his own " wanted poster "
and it
proved
a brilliant remake indeed
from also ran
gum shoed
mean street's
existential tipster
into
"that gal slayin
hip He-male fella "
all his fellow four eyes
dreamed to be
the white urban darkie
doc "danger prick"
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what else could follow
from such self delusion
such dress up and pretend
but to see his contradictions
his lack of clarity
check out the infamous
cover shot
to his triumphal book
" Self Advert"
see
norm as neuman (paul)
in a yatchsmens cap
tipped back on his head
fore curls exposed
eyes like leslie gore
complexion simonized
a ladies picture
by a lady taken
but eh
where's
the white negro
white negros don't pose
in fact
like vampire's
they don't even photograph
why ?
cause they're
mind figments
but this other
advertised dream self
hollywood norman....
that proved
an old maid's dream
a whicked dud
"we told you it was wrong norm"
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so as we turn into the new fronteer
what else
mailer became
a complete klown
imagine that runt showin up
"lets swing "
a center stage shrimp
with a stabbed wife
in his past
a toy manfred
all too easily
bounced off his chair
by say
the bearish boobery
of a forest tucker
he started to "be " there
...... everywhere
and no capote he
"a turd in the soup"
in fact
norm became sort of a zelig
to the high sixties
my favorite shameless pose
him walkin to the pentagon
in fall '67
between the arms
of lowell and chomsky
thats him in the three piece
the ed asner
look alike ...
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as to his more intense
inner rounds
his
" prisoner of my willy needle "bits
well.....
okay
at least
he had "things"
beneath him
like
"things " mort sahl did
mortwith heff
mort with nixon
mort
" thinking swingers"
jerry lewis
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so where was norm
by the mid 70's ?
not forgotten
but all too clearly
a very silly banged up
old hat
" oh shit
i don't knowwhat to do with him
shit
why don't ya
go put him
on that
snowman the kids built
out there
in the yard "
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looking backover his twilight years
"it had been
an era of over billed bouts"
each a little lower then the last
all lost of course
what else is existential..
highlites:
the peak
the embrace germaine set to
a sweat early
knock out that one
norm in koo koo land
bottom feeders?
the vidal fights certainly
recall
vidal one 's
gin fizz high ball
talk on dick cavett no less
or
vidal two
with
norman's " no mas " exit
his sad leaving of his very own miss-trust-trix
to the evil gores
dickly do ministrations
oh i forgot
the ultimate cross generational
fiasco
comin out of retirement
to go up agin amis junior
norm as
unremoveable dying horse fly
rounding the now empty ring
still throwin air leather
" fuck
he don't even know
he was counted out
hours ago.... "
and on and on and on
till today
he's stooped
to being
as squalid
as the late
joe louis
the louis
the mob used as
a travelling doorman
at their top vegas joints
" wanna meet the champ
mister and misses claus "
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fuck
15 years ago at least
folks were saying
stuff like
" shit norm
u look
worse in there
then liston's last shit
hey brothers
somebody gotta
stop this thing now ......."
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Posted by pinky at March 18, 2005 04:32 AM
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