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Poto and Cabengo [1980)

This is the most beautiful film I’ve ever seen.

16 ways to say potato.

Eclipses Ira Gershwin by 14.

George and Ira.

Grace and Virginia.

Poto and Cabengo.

Godard and Gorin.

It’s maddening.

That time has forgotten the most beautiful girls ever.

Wild and free.

The playful sounds of Poto and Cabengo.

Maybe there’s no finding them.

And that’s the message.

That they disappeared like their ephemeral language.

But I want to know.

What happened to the most beautiful girls ever?

We want to capture the past.

We can’t let it get away.

Because we are so moved by the images and the sounds.

What if I lost my language?

This language I have worked so hard to develop.

Science would call me a sophist.

Stylometry might have something to say about how developed my idiom is.

I cannot tell you, people, how much this movie moved me.

Napoleon Dynamite is like Shaft in comparison to the realness herein.

Intelligent Dasein.

I can’t possibly be the first to that pun.

But we wonder:

who will be the first blogger to win a Nobel in literature?

[surely not me]

Putting aside the auto-response for a moment…

Because it is bound to happen.

Writer started as blogger and progressed to…what.


Folio.  Quarto.  Octavo.


1 patata 2 petata 3 pitata 4

5 potata 6 putata 7 pateta more

Abandoned in your own home.

The wild child and her double.

Theater of cruaute.  Crunchy crouton vegetables 🙂

And the zoo!

The San Diego Zoo.  So that you can love your city.  San Antonio.

“People say we got it made/Don’t they know we’re so afraid?”

…think we don’t know what staccato means.  Shit…

It’s our secret language.

As if the Navajo code talkers had dwindled down to two.

Pound would write a much more erudite version of this.

So much so that it was completely unintelligible.  And brilliant.

Have I mentioned Jean-Pierre Gorin?

Because he’s a genius.

The only collaborator through whom Godard’s name was subsumed.

Their language became strictly verboten.

They weren’t sent back into the forest.

We welcomed them.  To mop floors at a McDonald’s.

And work on an assembly line.

And I love them.

Because that’s what America sends its geniuses to do.

Wipe up fast-food fry grease.  And God knows what kind of menial work.

There are no more worthy stars in the history of film than

Grace and Virginia (“Ginny”) Kennedy.

Beauty is forever.



3 responses to “Poto and Cabengo [1980)

  1. Great line: “Because that’s what America sends its geniuses to do: Wipe up fast-food fry grease.”

    My 16-year-old son works at McDonalds. He saves 75% for University. And for some strange reason, he really likes the food.

    • I don’t have anything against McDonald’s at a deep level. I just feel that so much of American culture is disposable. Jobs at McDonald’s probably should not be life aspirations (because they are very low-paying), but many Americans lack better choices. I know that in the areas of my city which I see that McDonald’s employees do not appear to be simply young people but older people who ostensibly have no better options. I can say that I have been turned down for the same kinds of jobs (fast food, convenience stores) even with a bachelor’s degree. From my personal experience, the job market is much worse even at these entry level positions in America than is reflected by unemployment statistics. In your son’s case, that is very admirable and practical that he is working at such a young age. I greatly admire that! –Paul

      • I’m in favor of wage subsidies for low-income workers. The market (not the government) should determine the minimum wage, and for each hour a person works, they would receive a subsidy from the government, so that they would earn between $10 and $15 per hour. I’m not sure what the total net wage should be.

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