When That Man Is Dead And Gone

9 07 2008
Bicycle Thieves #7

Bicycle Thieves #7

great song about Hitler, 'satan with a small moustache'. The blog by Maynard is about self-loathing. Not an attractive quality in anyone. But one that is born out by disappointment and failure.

WHEN THAT MAN IS DEAD AND GONE
(Irving Berlin)
Al Bowlly - 1941
 
 
When that man is dead and gone
When that man is dead and gone
We’ll go dancing down the street
Kissing everyone we meet
When that man is dead and gone
 
What a day to wake up on
What a way to greet the dawn
Some fine day the news’ll flash
Satan with a small moustache
Is asleep beneath the lawn
When that man is dead and gone
 
Satan, Satan, thought up a plan
Dressed as a man
Walking the earth and since he began
The world is hell for you and me
But what a heaven it will be
 
When that man is dead and gone
When that man is dead and gone
When they lay him twelve feet deep
I’ll be there to laugh, not weep
When that man is dead and gone
 
What a day to wake up on
What a way to greet the dawn
Satan’ll take him by the hand
To meet old Gerring, look what, man
When that man is dead and gone
When that man is dead and gone
 
Some fine day the news’ll flash
Satan with a small moustache
Is asleep beneath the lawn
When that man is dead and gone
 
What a day to wake up on
What a way to greet the dawn
When a certain man is dead and gone

……………………

When That Man Is Dead And Gone

July 27, 2008 by Maynard G. Krebs

“My doctor says that I won’t be healthy again until I quit being Maynard G. Krebs. But how could I? Listen to the name. Maynard G. Krebs. It’s arrogantly funny. How could anyone announce you without bursting into laughter? How many smiles would I get being called Hank, or Billy Bob, or Adolf? Of course Sigmund would get a few laughs. My doctor says that I’m angry. He says that it’s a fire, a forge inside me in which I have created this alter ego. This Maynard G. Krebs. Doesn’t everyone create an alter ego? Don’t we all create someone, a better someone for the world to see than the real someone inside? The world. The public world is made up of these fabricated characters. It’s like a cartoon movie. Bugs Bunny. The Road Runner. Daffy Duck. Two dimensional characters. If we had to be that person inside us, wouldn’t we go mad? Wouldn’t people laugh at us? Wouldn’t they snicker at us like we had grown a tail? Or maybe not see us at all? Or maybe scream in horror? And ultimately wouldn’t we bore each other to death?”

“I know who I am. Out there. Stocking shelves. Smiling at the customers. Punching a clock. Killing time. Pretending to never be in pain. But it is excruciating. I am not this Paul character. Never was. Never will be.

               When that man is dead and gone
               We’ll go dancing down the street
               Kissing everyone we meet
               When that man is dead and gone.”

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