The fact that a top US General at war would think inviting a Rolling Stone reporter to hang out with him for two weeks was a good idea is something out of Mad Magazine or a Kubrick movie - in short - it's sort of Sixties/ Seventies retro, and inherently funny, in a Vietnam/Nixon era sort of way. As one aid to Obama asked: what was he thinking? To which the reply surely must be: what, me worry?
When you open your mouth to speak, are you smart? A funny question from a great song, but also, a good one, when it comes to poets, and poetry. We tend to have a very ambiguous view of intelligence in poetry, one that I'd say is dysfunctional. Basically, it goes like this: once you are safely dead, it no longer matters how smart you were. For instance, Auden was smarter than Yeats , but most would still say Yeats is the finer poet; Eliot is clearly highly intelligent, but how much of Larkin 's work required a high IQ? Meanwhile, poets while alive tend to be celebrated if they are deemed intelligent: Anne Carson, Geoffrey Hill , and Jorie Graham , are all, clearly, very intelligent people, aside from their work as poets. But who reads Marianne Moore now, or Robert Lowell , smart poets? Or, Pound ? How smart could Pound be with his madcap views? Less intelligent poets are often more popular. John Betjeman was not a very smart poet, per se....
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Stanley McChrystal is no diplomat but he is a first class general. I found Obama's summary dismissal of him somewhat hubristic and I fear that he may well live to regret it.
Best wishes from Simon