beckett's at your beck & call

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beckett's at your beck & call

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'birth was the death of him' - &, lest you think i'm all uppity, one of my favourite stories - possibly apocryphal - about samuel beckett (born on this day in 1906) is that he played chauffeur to a 12-year-old andre the giant. how did this situation arise? well, (if indeed there's any truth to the anecdote) sam was a member of andre's papa's card-playing group & andre's acromegaly meant he was too big for the local school bus. it's perfectly normal that a famous irish poet & playwright would step into the breach, n'est-ce pas? o, to've been a bug on the windscreen in that car...
captain's log: 'i pause to record that i feel in extraordinary form. delirium, perhaps.' so, as dark was his perspective on human existence, you can feel the humour & pathos & pure compassion in beckett's words just as you can see them etched into his face of sunbeaten pink clay. he can also teach us a lot about context. you've seen the motivational phrase 'fail again. fail better.' well, it's an extract from 'worstward ho' & it's nowhere near as optimistic & encouraging as it appears. if anything, it's an acceptance of life's utter absurdity.
so...if you fancy waiting for godot, i can recommend allee samuel beckett in paris 14.
ps: you should also know that sam worked as a courier with the french resistance & was nearly caught by the gestapo when his unit was betrayed.

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