I have told my writing students many times that beginning a piece of writing with the words, "I don't know what to say," is, to say the least, lame and lazy. But, um, I don't know what to say about Leonard Cohen. I don't like to read about music and I've already documented my own history with music bullies, so let me just borrow some wise words from the Mister and say, Leonard Cohen means that shit. I got to see him in concert last night and he was just so commanding and funny and human and spry and vulnerable and dapper and humble. And the lyrics. Oh, the lyrics.
What I kept thinking as he would fall to his knees in his natty gray suit and sing to the floor (nay, plead to the floor) was, this is exactly why I hate Twitter. On the spectrum of human expression, Leonard Cohen and Twitter fall on opposite ends. And I chose Leonard.
Click here and watch and you might choose him too.
And by all means, feel free to try to convince me that Twitter is great. It's not going to work, but I am interested in the argument.
A thing I like
This cartoon found on, yes, Twitter, (click to se a bigger image)
and sent to me by my dear friend H.