Vote Hour
The Second Age of Conversation

she being Brand

Mark and I

Over on Herd Mark has very flatteringly suggested that he and I were separated at birth.

The core of his argument, expressed in e e cummings style, is our mutual love of Shirky and interest in the creation of solidarity goods.

I'm more than happy to be Mark's twain, and it reminded me of an e e cummings poem that I was first introduced to by the 1988 movie Plain Clothes

[The protagonist, a grown up guy pretending to be a high school kid to help uncover a murder, reads it out in class and gets his female teacher all hot and bothered. Weren't the 80s fun?]

Only upon reading it again did I realise it has the word Brand in the title, which is enough for me to quote it in its entirety. 

We can pretend it's about advertising and that.

[It's really about a car. Or sex. Or whatever you want it to mean. Isn't poetry fun?]


she being Brand

-new;and you
know consequently a
little stiff i was
careful of her and(having

thoroughly oiled the universal
joint tested my gas felt of
her radiator made sure her springs were O.

K.)i went right to it flooded-the-carburetor cranked her

up,slipped the
clutch(and then somehow got into reverse she
kicked what
the hell)next
minute i was back in neutral tried and

again slo-wly;bare,ly nudg. ing(my

lev-er Right-
oh and her gears being in
A 1 shape passed
from low through
second-in-to-high like
greasedlightning)just as we turned the corner of Divinity

avenue i touched the accelerator and give

her the juice,good


was the first ride and believe i we was
happy to see how nice she acted right up to
the last minute coming back down by the Public
Gardens i slammed on

brakes Bothatonce and

brought allofher tremB
to a:dead.