Tuesday, November 1, 2016

CHARMING MISTAKES


Some few mistakes are actually charming. A bunch of us Harvard undergraduates were fans of the delightful French soprano Lily Pons. So we sent her an ardent fan letter, naively hoping for a handwritten response. Instead, we got a typewritten reply from her secretary, with--Ossa on Pelion—the envelope address mistyped as Lowell Gouse. But we, her forgiving fans, went on amusedly calling our residence Lowell Gouse.

Speaking of which, the then housemaster of Lowell House, Eliot Perkins, upon being apprised that I had, for some reason, moved to another house, allegedly exclaimed, “Good riddance to that Hungarian Horsethief!” Now, although I speak Hungarian, I always correctly thought of myself as originally Yugoslav, and chuckled at a master who clearly preferred alliteration to the truth.

My maternal grandmother, who. like me. also knew German, once laughingly told me about a quondam schoolmate, who in class, about to recite Uhland’s poem “Die Kapelle” (The Chapel), proudly announced it as Die Rapelle. This because, in the Gothic script of many German books, the capital K looks a lot like the capital R. So, whenever I craved an easy laugh, I just used to raptly utter, “Die Rapelle.”

Archetypal, but, alas, also apocryphal. is the story of the elderly American couple in Paris, whose female member suddenly dies. Her husband, wishing to look proper at her funeral, wanted to buy a black hat. In the haberdashery, confusing chapeau (hat) with capote (condom) he asked the clerk for a capote noire, appropriate for his wife’s funeral. The French clerk, enthralled, exclaimed: “Ah! Quel sentiment, monsieur! Quelle delicatesse!”

Charming, or at least amusing, mistakes come in all shapes and sizes. At a screening of “Black Orpheus,” the greatly awarded and hugely overrated Brazilian movie, I had the misfortune of sitting behind a bunch of Brazilians who never stopped chattering. Enraged, I circumambulated the whole vast auditorium, to be able to come more or less face to face with the culprits, and, in passing, loudly addressed them as “porcus,”(swine), careful to pronounce it the Brazilian, not the Portuguese, way. Now, in retrospect, I find it amusing to have thought clods able to learn from a reprimand.
                                                                                                                                                             Take a capital, and funny, mistake of the ineffectual and unpopular French president, Francois Hollande. All good French presidents are expected to honor the tradition of having, bachelors or married, a mistress. But Hollande chose wrong in picking for mistress the journalist Valerie Trierweiler, and later ditching her for the younger actress Julie Gayet. Scandale! But some journalists can actually write, and so Ms. T., as Adam Nossiter relates in the Times, in a book of her own “took ‘revenge’ in a tell-all recounting of Mr. Hollande’s frailties and prejudices. [H[e habitually referred to the poor as ‘the toothless ones’—she wrote—a devastating revelation for a Socialist president.” That’s what you get when you unwisely bed a journalist. Surely there must exist enough attractive young women in France who, if not necessarily illiterate, at least would, when dropped. more likely choose to avenge themselves with a kitchen knife or rolling pin.

Then again an entire nation can commit a laughable error, like the Phillipines, allowing themselves to be saddled with a president who, to quote David Victor in the Times, “cursed Pope Francis for creating traffic delays, made light of the 1989 rape and murder of an Australian missionary and boasts of sexual conquests.” Not so charming mistakes not requiring a tell-all book to reveal their president’s flaws.

But back to my own mistakes. Once in London, confronted with an attractive film maker, I asked her how she could have collaborated on a movie with an untalented phony. The critic Alan Brien, who introduced us, was amused: “It’s her husband,” he chortled. Uncharming, I’m afraid.

More charming was my mistake committed as a child in Abbazia, the Italian resort we used to visit for Easter vacation, lovely and warm. There I fell for a little girl my age, who owned a butterfly net with which she tried to fish, needless to say unsuccessfully. But one day it slipped from her hand, and floated tauntingly on the Mediterranian waves, not too far but just enough.

The girl was frantic, and I, like the perfect cavalier or idiot, trudged fully clothed into the sea, which luckily was not too deep there, and gallantly retrieved the net. A lady friend of my mother’s, horrifiedly noticing what happened, dragged me off to her room, removed the wet clothes and, while undressing me, also delivered a friendly dressing down. That I consider to have been a mistake as charming as reckless.

Merely amusing was another youthful mistake. In Belgrade, I attended a bilingual Serbian and German elementary school. On a class outing, I produced an orange from my satchel. Walking next to me, young Christoph von Heren, son of the German ambassador, lusted after the orange, which I had already peeled. Perhaps impressed by that “von,” I gave him the fruit, which he unthankfully devoured, as I contented myself with chewing on the orange peel. “Isn’t it convenient,” said the young bastard, “that while I prefer the orange, you favor the orange peel.” That mistake may have been more laughable than amusing.

To this day, it fills me with regret, as does my having used my BB gun to shoot at sparrows, of which I am often reminded when there are sparrows around. (This corresponds roughly to a feature of a play by Jean Anouilh, where, to be sure, it is more vicious.) I also tried to shoot lizards with a toy pistol, but those, happily, eluded me. Thus I felt innocent later on when purchasing a lizard-skin belt or wallet.

Just sometimes a joke manages to be both funny and horrendous. Thus the pos-sibility of Donald Trump being elected president. But, as the German saying has it, “Ich hab schon mehr gelacht”–-I’ve been known to laugh more.






15 comments:

  1. Here's part 1 of an interview with Tony Randall in Simonian mode:

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f6hiBqFjZAw

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    1. This is good. I googled a show with him on Letterman too. Tony Randall is very much like his character Felix Unger. It's almost as if Neil Simon wrote the part with Tony in mind. Who knows, maybe he did.

      Outwardly, John Simon may remind people of Tony Randall/Felix Ungar, but I maintain that (secretly) he has more in common with Oscar Madison. Sports fanatic with a penchant for lying around in soiled underwear, and leaving dirtied up plates of crusty victuals for his wife to clean up. Poor woman. :)

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    2. Perhaps you're right --- Mr. Simon is known for spectating five hour tennis matches on TV, and has admitted to a liking for 'Jeopardy' and 'Wheel of Fortune', all decidedly un-Ungerian traits. I see myself becoming more like Oscar and less like Felix, and liking the change....

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    3. I like the new pic. Is that you? You're younger than I imagined (no offense). I'm an old fart.

      I like Jeopardy, but not Wheel so much. And I'm somewhere in between Felix and Oscar depending on the day.

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    4. Yeah, that's me about five years ago with my ex-neighbor's dog Mercedes. "Mersweeties" is in Florida now.

      Do you know the band Ween? They were popular in the 90s -- very eclectic -- here's a Rabelaisian song from their country album:

      https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w7M3EEHYkJ0

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    5. Yes, I know Ween. That's a great song. He-he! Funny!

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    6. This Ween ditty is pretty hilarious too, about a low-rent Jeffrey Epstein type:

      https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DYEO_WZUGcY

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  2. -----Then again an entire nation can commit a laughable error, like the Phillipines, allowing themselves to be saddled with a president who, to quote David Victor in the Times, “cursed Pope Francis for creating traffic delays, made light of the 1989 rape and murder of an Australian missionary and boasts of sexual conquests.” Not so charming mistakes not requiring a tell-all book to reveal their president’s flaws.-----

    Mr. Simon you are a monkey fool and a son of a whore. Don't you know what is happening in Philippines, aka land of the Filos?

    America has been treating this country as a whore. There is tons of poverty, and US soldiers and tourists treat Filo women like they are hooker and trash(which they are, to be quite honest).

    Anyway, the spread of American rap trash gangsta culture makes the drug problem even worse cuz it is now glamorized by MTV and Hollywood. So, Duterte wants to be get serious with the drug-dealers and lay them low.

    And he is right to speak badly of the rotten Pope who is a nothing but a celebrity. And from US foreign policy in Iraq, Liyba, Syria, and Ukraine, we know US is the main imperialist power in the world.

    When so many Asian nations are run by whore-puppets of America, it is good to see a man who stands on his own two feet and gives the middle finger to American Empire.

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    1. Own two feet? He's cozy-ing up to China, the last I read about him. We'll see how that goes.

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    2. Well, Gaddafi trusted the West. What happened to him?

      US cozied up to Hussein in the 80s when Iraq was fighting Iran. But then, look what US did to Iraq.

      And US aided Alqaeda and other terrorists in Syria to destroy that country.

      And look at the mess that is Ukraine cuz of US support of the coup that toppled the regime there.

      US has been the main force of evil around the world since end of Cold War. What nation did China, Iran, or Russia invade? Crimea wasn't invaded. It voted to rejoin Russia.

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  3. "All good French presidents are expected to honor the tradition of having, bachelors or married, a mistress."

    I don't get this about the French. What is so great about cheating on your wife?

    This is like vestige of aristocracy where the privileged guys were expected to hump many whores.

    At any rate, if guys wanna cheat, let them cheat. Let's not pretend it has part of some grand tradition.

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  4. Mr. Simon needs to read this.

    http://chinamatters.blogspot.com/2016/11/when-duterte-met-abe-is-japan-americas.html

    His vile statements about Duterte shows his imperialist manner that sees Philippines as just a whore nation.

    Duterte's middle finger to Imperialist US is great.

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    1. It's exhilarating and somewhat terrifying to see the post-WWII order reach its threescore years and ten...

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  5. Anyone want to weigh in on the Pied Piper strategy?

    http://www.salon.com/2016/11/09/the-hillary-clinton-campaign-intentionally-created-donald-trump-with-its-pied-piper-strategy/

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