Quote of the (Fri)day

The Junos are in town. Attended part of the free concert last night, but couldn't turn down a free $40 ticket to "Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?" at the Neptune I happened to walk into on the way home for supper... A marvelous play, if not a wholly convincing performance throughout. (Too much time last year in London's West End has made me something of a critic, I guess). I particularly loved George's scathing lines to Nick near the end of Act 2:

"You take the trouble to construct a civilization . . . to . . . to build a society based on the principles of. . . of principle . . . you endeavour to make communicable sense out of natural order, morality out of the unnatural disorder of man's mind . . . you make government and art, and realize that they are, must be the same . . . you bring things to the saddest of all points . . . to the point where there is something to lose . . . then all at once, through all the music, through all the sensible sounds of men building, attempting, comes the Dies Irae. And what is it? What does the trumpet sound? Up yours.

I suppose there’s justice to it, after all the years . . . Up yours."

Is that, as the blogger asks, all there is, my friend?

Arrived at work today to discover an extra Juno ticket to a welcome reception honoring Bruce Cockburn with a humanitarian award, with Sloan and Ron Sexsmith also playing. Sure to mix well with the rum and coke. And then there's the NCAAs tomorrow night... I do wonder what will happen with those 11th seeded George Mason upstarts.