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09/10/09(Thu)22:48:20 No.5408055  "...Mister
Rogers went onstage to accept the award -- and there, in front of all
the soap opera stars and talk show sinceratrons, in front of all the
jutting man-tanned jaws and jutting saltwater bosoms, he made his small
bow and said into the microphone: All of us have special ones who have
loved us into being. Would you just take, along with me, ten seconds to
think of the people who have helped you become who you are. Ten seconds
of silence.
And then he lifted his wrist, looked at the
audience, looked at his watch, and said, I'll watch the time. There
was, at first, a small whoop from the crowd, a giddy, strangled hiccup
of laughter, as people realized that he wasn't kidding, that Mister
Rogers was not some convenient eunuch, but rather a man, an authority
figure who actually expected them to do what he asked. And so they did.
One second, two seconds, three seconds -- and now the jaws clenched,
and the bosoms heaved, and the mascara ran, and the tears fell upon the
beglittered gathering like rain leaking down a crystal chandelier. And
Mister Rogers finally looked up from his watch and said softly, May God
be with you to all his vanquished children." |
