PT - Entendeu ou precisa desenhar?
Que tal darmos um passeio com nosso filósofo Luiz Felipe Pondé. Bora?
Nosso pano de fundo será a cena cotidiana. Lá onde a vida se apresenta em tempo real, onde não temos "folgas" para ajustar o discurso e parecermos mais "limpinhos". É um "lugar de fala" franca e sem rodeios. Pá pum! Bateu levou! Vida de trincheira!
Vamos passar por botecos, calçadas, encruzilhadas e jantares "inteligentinhos". Nesses, o Jack Daniel’s ajudará nosso pensador a manter sua "atenção flutuante", em meio ao blá blá blá sobre psicanálise, artes plásticas e pautas identitárias.
Em outra ocasião, poderemos ouvi-lo pensar alto sobre o que escutou no quarto ao lado em um motel barato. Provando que o Nelson tinha razão.
Acomode-se. Estique as pernas e aproveite as aquarelas do artista plástico Brasil Goulart, elas vão te proporcionar essa boa imersão. E o fumo achocolatado do cachimbo de nosso pensador irá perfumar ou "defumar" seu passeio.
Caso sofra de doença dos nervos... A sessão de gibi é logo ali ao lado.
ING – Did you get it or do you need a drawing?
How about we take a walk with our philosopher Luiz Felipe Pondé. Shall we?
How about we take a walk with our philosopher Luiz Felipe Pondé. Shall we?
Our backdrop will be the ordinary everyday situation. There where life presents itself in real time, where you don't have time to adjust your speech to make it sound better. It's a place to speak frankly and bluntly. Boom! No frills! Trench life!
We will walk through bars, sidewalks, crossroads, and dinner parties of "smart people". Where Jack Daniel's will help our thinker to keep his "floating attention" amidst the blah blah blah about psychoanalysis, plastic arts, and identity agendas.
We will walk through bars, sidewalks, crossroads, and dinner parties of "smart people". Where Jack Daniel's will help our thinker to keep his "floating attention" amidst the blah blah blah about psychoanalysis, plastic arts, and identity agendas.
In another occasion, we will be able to hear him thinking out loud about what he heard in the next room in a cheap motel. Proving that the Brazilian writer Nelson Rodrigues was right.
Make yourself comfortable. Stretch your legs and enjoy the watercolors by the artist Brasil Goulart. They will give you a good immersion. And the chocolaty tobacco from our thinker's pipe will perfume - or smoke - your ride.
In case you suffer from nerve disease... The comic book session is right next door.
ING - It was supposed to be just a cup of coffee...
The boy, a "smarty-pants" type, was babbling some nonsense for the moment.
He was saying things like:
- You know the scissors theater and blah blah blah.... The liberal economy and more blah blah blah.... In the United States life is blah blah blah....
And, between one silliness and another, he raises his little finger elegantly to the attendant, and asks:
- A macchiato, please.
It could only be, right? I thought.
For a moment I change the station in my brain. I squint my eyes to adjust the focus and, over my glasses, I see the girl next to him. She is cute, neat and tidy. Her hair is tied high on her head. She is wearing youthful clothes like a teenager. A pretty girl! Suddenly, as fast as a cowboy, she pulls out her cell phone and starts typing. Like someone shooting a Colt in Giuliano Gema's western movies!
Interesting scene. I keep watching this comedy of private life, in between my sips of coffee.
Now the girl's face changed from blasé to what also looked to me like a drowning. Yes, drow-ning! It was someone drowning in boredom. That was the best description I could find.
It was clear that she was asking someone for help. A friend maybe... She might have typed something like:
- Can you hurry up?
or
- Call me back! This guy is a total douche!
I get up and, after paying for my coffee, light my pipe and walk beside them. I would like to say something, but I just think... "If this girl is really smart, she will run out of there, help coming or not. It will certainly save her a few years of analysis and unwanted symptoms. And you, young man, with your boring talk, I guarantee: you won't date anyone else!"
