"We are playing when we spend time in the supermarket or a highway rest stop, both of which offer you a cornucopia of mostly useless objects, so that, although you go in to buy a tin of coffee, you stay for an hour and come out with dog biscuits--you don't have a dog, but if you did, it would be a Labrador, the most fashionable dog of all, which is no use as a guard dog, can't be used for hunting or for finding truffles, and will lick the hand of the person stabbing you, but it's a wonderful plaything, especially if you put it in the water."
Umberto Eco
(From the essay "From Play to Carnival" in Turning Back the Clock: Hot Wars and Media Populism, 2007)
5 comments:
"... lick the hand of the person stabbing you ..." Ha!
That's my sweet boy!
He does have a point (as with many things....) Good to see him here :-)
Hope you're very well!
I DO love me some NioBoy.
Whadda face him has !
Hi, E--Have you read this collection of essays? They're very readable and playful, though they take on some serious stuff. I'm really enjoying them.
Mr. Nio is officially et up with charm. I need to get him a new byline photo--he's fattened up quite a bit since we took that one.
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