A Song of Galaxies

The brightest light
in our sky at night
is called “the dog star.”
You know I’m right.

But different eyes
see different skies.
Look it up!
I tell no lies.

Those in other
habitations
have their own
constellations.

They look up
at other stars.
These are ours.
Those are thars.

– Alfie the Elf,
standing in the light
of the golden star
carried by Nonny Mouse

“JED: Words, when spoken out loud for the sake of performance, are music. They have rhythm and pitch and timber and volume. These are the properties of music. And music has the ability to find us and move us and lift us up in ways that literal ‘reading’ can’t. Do you see?

ABBEY: You are a rhetorical snob.

JED: Yes, I am, in this day and age of 24-hour cable crap devoted to feeding the voyeuristic gluttony of an American public hooked on a bad soap opera that’s passing itself off as important.

ABBEY: So this is about you.

JED: It’s not about me… Well, yes, it is about me, but tomorrow it’ll be about somebody else. We’ll watch Larry King and see who.

“

- The West Wing, season 3, episode 6, “War Crimes.” Jed and Abbey Bartlet are having a Sunday afternoon argument about whether the homily at church that day was well delivered.