This Do in Forgetfulness of Her

Did anyone else happen upon that mess of an Elvis tribute on CNN the other night in which an awfully frightening old man hobbled around Graceland arm and arm, then plastic cheek to plastic cheek, with a widowed Queen, who herself is looking a bit long in the tooth and stretched in the face.  But even that rather ghastly display of inanity, even on a day in which folks such as I tip our venti coffees and Percocet prescriptions skywards, when we can say that it's one of our earliest memories, this day thirty years ago when I was in Arkansas just across the Mississippi from the throne in which the king was deposed, even all of that cannot take away from the fact that this day always will be marred, that we'll not be able to have our moment to simply remember the king in death, but we may one day have people who will turn from the hips of rock'n'rollness to genuflect at the spandex of she who destroys all goodness.  August 16th is her birthday.

Elvis help us!

Comments

[linda]

HA! Love this:
"even on a day in which folks such as I tip our venti coffees and Percocet prescriptions skywards"
all I can say is, ditto.

[Kelley Eidem]

Pretty funny!