Saturday, September 18, 2010

Doc Martin V. House

"Pain is boring" can be reconstituted, but not actively.
"We like watching what is boring" is better. Transitively,
"We like watching pain," hence the rise of the awkward doctor
Who plunges his hands into a gaping stomach,
The unmediated agony of an emergency surgery making up
For what we watch as the televised doctor fucks up
His unmediated life.

"The best response is the purest," thus we take what we assume
We would like to do in any situation as the most painful,
The interpersonally agitating fellow who doesn't, on the BBC,
Come off as handsome, or cool. Do actors who must play
The lethally uncool regard it as some ironic post-hip assertion
Of how cool they really are? Or is it a thought?

A thought: I have done a lot of cool Hunter Thompson stuff
And don't know why. Not why I did it; why it was cool when he did.
Acid was awesome and worth the friends I lost on the phone that night.
Worth nineteen hours of wakefulness as the world restored itself.
And so when Martin Clunes becomes a pedantic, everyday ass
Who saves people in the most boring ways, who are gratefully non-contemptible,
But can't afford a second of kindness not because he's damaged in any cool way,
I like him a lot better than Laurie.

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