Thursday, March 22, 2007
Three farmers meet for coffee
knowing what they know. Through
hint and understatement, they
file it Iowa cold. In
more apparent tone, three
Manhattan friends convene, their
chatter terribly keen,
yet reassuring. Both
groups know everything, so,
a question, then, of style. Each
laughs at the other: One seen in filth
and marauding blacks and browns,
the other doorstop-dumb midst corn.
The Comedy of Manners
depends on turf.
