Saturday, April 28, 2012
I know Maggie wouldn't be caught dead doing this kind of thing, but maybe at least in spirit Raman was in Oslo, joining all the tens of thousands of Norwegians who had to do something to remind themselves that whatever it was that poisoned poor, mad Anders Breivik was evil nonsense. They sang, in their rainy squares and parks, across the whole country, a song he hates, by Pete Seeger. Unlike Raman, great Americans pop up in the damnedest places.
Really, I don't blame Raman for hiding. Imagine being associated in the public mind with the same sort of spirit - of hatred, intolerance, and bigotry - that in its way is what led to someone thinking it was noble to kill dozens of teenagers in cold blood. It's a question of degrees, but there's no question NOM and Mrs. Srivastav are on the wrong side.
MAGGIE GALLAGHER SRIVASTAV: WHERE'S YOUR HUSBAND!
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
"Maggie, of course, doesn't really approve of naughty literature, but when I saw this on the shelf over at Downtown Fantazy Books and Novelties, I had a feeling that there was a message in it for me. Not much of a plot, I have to say, and I'm still not sure why the guy on the cover is so interested in her navel..."
Monday, April 23, 2012
Saturday, April 21, 2012
Friday, April 20, 2012
New theory: he's dashed off to Paris to see how the elections go. He's hoping for a Sarkozy win - now there's a person in politics who really knows how to show off his spouse. He's only been married to Carla Bruni for, what, a couple of years, but she's a global sensation. Poor Raman - almost 20 years and not even one photo?
Mrs. Srivastav: WHERE'S YOUR HUSBAND?
Thursday, April 19, 2012
"I don't know much about art, but I know what I like. I saw a poster of this of at the Mall once, and I don't know why, but it really spoke to me. Magritte, the guy's name is. Can't think why a picture of a faceless, anonymous man staring at fruit would ring a bell..."
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
"There must be a word for what he is..."
What could be a better song for Raman than "Nowhere Man"? The sum total of our knowledge about him is his marriage to Maggie Gallagher and the possibility that he's a bridge player. Not much to go on, but it's pretty faceless.
Like the song's protagonist, it would seem that, along with the Mrs., he's "as blind as he can be... just sees what he wants to see," and I really don't think he can see me - us - at all: people who want respect for our families and our lives.
Mrs. Srivastav wants to dictate the terms of my life, to make sure that, by law, it's less, legally and practically, than hers. I want her to tell the truth about hers.