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alteridalterego 64M
552 posts
8/15/2007 1:40 am

Last Read:
8/19/2007 1:29 pm

Ice Cream & Existentialism

What’s better on a hot August night than ice cream and Existentialism? Here’s a masterpiece of a poem by Delmore Schwartz. He was part of the group of moralists in the 50s warning our society was becoming too materialistic. Stanley Kubrick is also part of that group. I’ve analyzed this poem in the greatest detail simply because I liked the image at the ice cream shop and the flavors Schwartz produced throughout the poem. In some ways I am the little boy in the ice cream shop; in others, I’m in a very different place altogether.

The True Blue American

Jeremiah Dickson was a true-blue American,
For he was a little boy who understood America, for he felt that he must
Think about everything; because that’s all there is to think about,
Knowing immediately the intimacy of truth and comedy,
Knowing intuitively how a sense of humor was a necessity
For one and for all who live in America. Thus, natively, and
Naturally when on an April Sunday in an ice cream parlor Jeremiah
Was requested to choose between a chocolate sundae and a banana split
He answered unhesitatingly, having no need to think of it
Being a true-blue American, determined to continue as he began:
Rejected the either-or of Kierkegaard, and many another European;
Refusing to accept alternatives, refusing to believe the choice of between;
Rejecting selection; denying dilemma; electing absolute affirmation: knowing
in his breast
The infinite and the gold
Of the endless frontier, the deathless West.
“Both: I will have them both!” declared this true-blue American
In Cambridge, Massachusetts, on an April Sunday, instructed
By the great department stores, by the Five-and-Ten,
Taught by Christmas, by the circus, by the vulgarity and grandeur of
Niagara Falls and the Grand Canyon,
Tutored by the grandeur, vulgarity, and infinite appetite gratified and
Shining in the darkness, of the moonlight
On Saturdays at the double bills of the pictures,
The consummation of the advertisements of the imagination of the light
Which is as it was—the infinite belief in infinite hope—of Columbus,
Barnum, Edison, and Jeremiah Dickson.
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I would’ve wanted the banana split and the chocolate sundae as well!

See, I believe “All things in moderation,” including moderation.

That keeps everything in perfect balance!

Ice cream anyone?


alteridalterego 64M
787 posts
8/15/2007 11:58 am

Thank you rose! Lemon and mango sorbet it is for you! One scoop or two?

We can't forget about your neighbors though. We also have gelato from the northern Italians and glace introduced to France by Catherine de'Medici of Florence. Ciao!



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