A couple of nights ago on the Tonight Show with Conan O’Brien, William Shatner took parts of Sarah Palin’s goodbye speech and rendered them in a way that only he can. He and maybe Ginsberg. With bongos and bass behind him. It’s comedy because it’s classic beat-style poetry.
“[The cold, though…] doesn’t it split the Cheechakos from the Sourdoughs? And then in the summertime such extreme summertime about a hundred and fifty degrees hotter than just some months ago, than just some months from now”
Can’t find it on Youtube? That’s because NBC would prefer that you view their copyrighted material on their own site, where you can see the sexy Gatorade ad first. I understand that. We all gotta make a living. So, the poetry of Alaska’s frozen plains, brought to you by Palin, brought to you by Shatner, brought to you by NBC, brought to you by Gatorade, brought to you by examiner.com me, brought to you by me. Now if that’s not community and connection bringing us all together in a swirling matrix of love and commerce, I don’t know what is.