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...legislation, as he always does, that he wants to "see how it looks" on the Senate floor, he isn't talking about the shape of a specific bill as much as its whip count. He believes in what emerges from the day's horse trading; his vision is the shadow cast by compromise...
Kienholz's best tableaus remind you what a long shadow Edward Hopper cast on American art. (It is a fair bet, though, that Hopper would have found Kienholz's raucousness and sexual satire detestable.) The Beanery, 1965, his famous reconstruction of a grungy West Hollywood bar--a little slice of hell, in fact, full of endless chatter, where all the clients' heads are clocks whose hands have stopped for eternity at 10 p.m.--has its affinities to Hopper's Nighthawks. Even the silver G.I.s in Kienholz's great antimilitarist piece, The Portable War Memorial, 1968, have a spectral Hopperish sadness...
...open capitalist regime, a successful free market economy and a democratic system guaranteeing people's rights and involvement in politics. Above all, shall we remember, this gap has been created in a mere span of 40 years, even less than one generation's lifetime! And yet, the dark shadow of a second Korean War, a disaster which could possibly wipe out the gap by just destroying everything, is always hanging over the peninsula like the sword of Damocles...
...openly, proudly, unashamedly. But as a society, do we not want this most fearful act--killing--to be done fearfully? If it must be done at all--and in the most extreme and pitiable circumstances it will--let it be done with trembling, in shadow, in whispered acknowledgment that some fundamental norm is being violated, even if for the most compassionate of reasons...
...Kaczynski, meanwhile, broke one or two sly smiles during his arraignment in Helena, Montana, but was otherwise docile and impassive. He had taken the cliche about serial killers--he was a quiet boy, never got in any trouble--and raised it to an art form. He had cast no shadow, left no prints, made few friends, right up until the moment he vanished into the woods...