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Biden’s birthday is Thursday, but Obama surprised his No.2 after their weekly lunch Wednesday at the transition office in Chicago. According to staff, Obama presented Biden – a Delaware senator with decades of foreign policy experience – with a dozen cupcakes decorated with candles and teased, “You’re twelve years old!” Staff reported that Biden, ever astute in the art of politics, laughed at his boss’s joke. He responded: “Maybe in Dog Years.”
|(A dog is looking at a series of greeting cards under the Birthday category and they are all sectioned off in dog years, ie: 7 years, 14 years, 21 years, etc.)|
In this bohemian celebration, Max the dog, the poet, the dreamer, is back. His struggle for acceptance since Hey Willy, See the Pyramids has not been easy–Max has had to post his poems on a wall at the corner of Pastrami and Salami Streets for his fellow New Yorkers to see. Even as he pines for Paris, Max admits that New York City is fine by him: ” . . . a jumping, jazzy city, a shimmering, stimmering triple-decker sandwich kind of city.” In this unique blend of reality and fantasy, intermingled words and images seem influenced by such strange sources as Mamie Eisenhower’s wardrobe, the Jazz Age and the Theatre of the Absurd. Banter that rings with sophistication is well matched by the esoteric illustrative approach readers have come to expect from Kalman. Although there is much to glean from an unhurried single reading, this fanciful creation yields its greatest treasures through repeated visits.
Book by Maira Kalman
Bill Sikes’s dog, Bull’s-eye, has “faults of temper in common with his owner” and is an emblem of his owner’s character. The dog’s viciousness represents Sikes’s animal-like brutality, while Sikes’s self-destructiveness is evident in the dog’s many scars. The dog, with its willingness to harm anyone on Sikes’ whim, shows the mindless brutality of the master. Sikes himself senses that the dog is a reflection of himself and that is why he tries to drown the dog. He is really trying to run away from who he is. This is also illustrated when Sikes dies and the dog does immediately also. After Sikes murders Nancy, Bull’s-eye also comes to represent Sikes’s guilt. The dog leaves bloody footprints on the floor of the room where the murder is committed. Not long after, Sikes becomes desperate to get rid of the dog, convinced that the dog’s presence will give him away. Yet, just as Sikes cannot shake off his guilt, he cannot shake off Bull’s-eye, who arrives at the house of Sikes’s demise before Sikes himself does. Bull’s-eye’s name also conjures up the image of Nancy’s eyes, which haunts Sikes until the bitter end and eventually causes him to hang himself accidentally.
Dalai Lama and his Tibetan Terrier ‘Senge’ 1969
The photograph was taken by John Faber of Mountain Lakes N.J. and appeared in the N.Y. Times. This photo was taken to accompany an article written by the Dalai Lama as an appeal to the governing forces of the Peoples Republic of China, asking for free and unrestricted access to Tibet.
The photographer during a photograph session with the Dalai Lama in Dharmsala, indicated that quite unexpectedly the Dalai Lama’s Tibetan Terrier ‘Senge’ escaped into the room.
“Sonam whispered that we must close the interview. ‘Where would you like to make your pictures, Mr. Faber?’ he inquired. I asked His Holiness to come into the sunlight where I made several photographs, and then shots of him in front of his cottage. I remembered the beautiful Tibetan prayer scrolls in the room of the interview and asked if he would mind going inside again. I placed him on the sofa with the scrolls directly above and behind him. The color of the scene was breathtaking. At an instant of the exposure a bundle of gray and white fury sped past me, coming to rest at His Holiness’s feet. ‘Singe, Singe’ the Dalai Lama softly called to the Tibetan Terrier. The burst of light from my flashbulbs, recorded the scene. ‘Please – just one picture,’ I asked changing flashbulbs. This time I quietly whistled. Singe quickly turned his shaggy head looking directly into the camera. The Picture was made.”