Thank you David M for writing this brilliant and provocative piece. Thank up UnHerd for making it available in these strange, strange times.
Bruce Dalcher
2 years ago
It’s difficult to see why there are so few comments on this brilliant article. Great job, Mr M!
Warren T
2 years ago
Sometimes difficult to read, with the occasional lack of punctuation, but well worth the effort.
The quote…..“what did you do in the war, daddy?” struck me like a 2×4. I often question myself as to when I will begin to march and protest for what I believe so strongly in vs. continuing to keep my head down and work towards a “comfortable” retirement. The dilemma causes palpable inner angst.
Barbara Manson
2 years ago
I’ll print this out and include it in my COVID time capsule. Brilliant.
Christopher Chantrill
2 years ago
I’m just a Yank, but I would say that your quintessential British Mum would say of this piece: “who’s a naughty boy, then?”
Samuel Ross
2 years ago
A truly thoughtful and thought-provoking article by David Mamet. (May I say, David, that I absolutely loved your film The Spanish Prisoner.) Indeed, fear does make cowards of us all. A little light drives away the night.
Pascal Bercker
2 years ago
At first I hesitated reading this … I know of his reputation … have seen and enjoyed his work … but still; not yet another comfortable playwright weighing in on … what exactly? I see a row of inmates … and my hackles are raised. I always fear I’m about to be lectured about something I know that I know more than he … me, having spent 5 long years in prison … and then deported … I’m seldom in the mood to be told about how that system works. And that wire fence … it’s kind of lame … where’s the roll of razor wire?
But like the magician that he is, he pulled the wool over my eyes, and the rug from under my feet as he kidnapped me and took me on a car ride that went straight to … just … where … exactly? What just happened there … in the middle … and at the end is hard to say … he made the car disappear … and the kids too … and then pulled out so many rabbits that I couldn’t keep up! I’m still rubbing my eyes trying to figure out what happened. That’s a hell of a magic trick he pulled off. But he gave me fair warning right at the beginning. Look, he said, nothing up my sleeve; I’m just talking about a family car ride. And some tricks to make the ride more pleasant. I’ve reread this thing a few times now, but I still don’t know how he pulled it off.
Excellent and insightful.
Thank you David M for writing this brilliant and provocative piece. Thank up UnHerd for making it available in these strange, strange times.
It’s difficult to see why there are so few comments on this brilliant article. Great job, Mr M!
Sometimes difficult to read, with the occasional lack of punctuation, but well worth the effort.
The quote…..“what did you do in the war, daddy?” struck me like a 2×4. I often question myself as to when I will begin to march and protest for what I believe so strongly in vs. continuing to keep my head down and work towards a “comfortable” retirement. The dilemma causes palpable inner angst.
I’ll print this out and include it in my COVID time capsule. Brilliant.
I’m just a Yank, but I would say that your quintessential British Mum would say of this piece: “who’s a naughty boy, then?”
A truly thoughtful and thought-provoking article by David Mamet. (May I say, David, that I absolutely loved your film The Spanish Prisoner.) Indeed, fear does make cowards of us all. A little light drives away the night.
At first I hesitated reading this … I know of his reputation … have seen and enjoyed his work … but still; not yet another comfortable playwright weighing in on … what exactly? I see a row of inmates … and my hackles are raised. I always fear I’m about to be lectured about something I know that I know more than he … me, having spent 5 long years in prison … and then deported … I’m seldom in the mood to be told about how that system works. And that wire fence … it’s kind of lame … where’s the roll of razor wire?
But like the magician that he is, he pulled the wool over my eyes, and the rug from under my feet as he kidnapped me and took me on a car ride that went straight to … just … where … exactly? What just happened there … in the middle … and at the end is hard to say … he made the car disappear … and the kids too … and then pulled out so many rabbits that I couldn’t keep up! I’m still rubbing my eyes trying to figure out what happened. That’s a hell of a magic trick he pulled off. But he gave me fair warning right at the beginning. Look, he said, nothing up my sleeve; I’m just talking about a family car ride. And some tricks to make the ride more pleasant. I’ve reread this thing a few times now, but I still don’t know how he pulled it off.