Hey, man, you don't talk to the Buffoon. You listen to him. You read him. The man's enlarged my mind. He's a poet-warrior in the classic sense. I mean sometimes he'll, uh, well, you'll say hello to him, right? And he'll just walk right by you, and he won't even notice you. And suddenly he'll grab you, and he'll throw you in a corner, and he'll say do you know that if is the middle word in life? If you can keep your head when all about you are losing theirs and blaming it on you, if you can trust yourself when all men doubt you . . . I mean I'm no, I can't . . . I'm a little man, I'm a little man, he's, he's a great man. I should have been a pair of ragged claws scuttling across floors of silent seas...Attentive readers will recognize this as Dennis Hopper's rambling tribute to Col. Kurtz (Marlon Brando) in Apocalpyse Now... with "the Buffoon" replacing "the Colonel".
In fact, I like the idea of "the Buffoon" as "Kurtz"! -
Now: how do I realize that persona via the blog???