As we sat in a grass field under a full moon, talking about all manner of messy relationships, DDP started to sing:
“Unconscious uncoupling/Platitudinous dissembling
Biological disunity/Futility in creativity”
He sang it so it segued into the chorus of Pet Shop Boys’ Go West (complete with puffed chest and pointing authoritatively to what might be the west, and canned seagulls).
The West isn’t the answer to a peaceful life, of course, but there is so much irreparable irretrievable hurt and pain and suffering even in ordinary marriages and family life and in interactions with friends that we yearn for a place where:
“[God] will wipe away every tear from [our] eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away.” (Revelation 21:4)