For every post on this blog, there are eight unpublished posts that I hastily scribbled, with the idea that I would later polish them to the blinding sheen for which my regular readers have purchased special glasses. Predictably, those posts never end up seeing the light of day. I will release them in a rarities collection someday.
I’m going to fake-write one of them real quick. A couple months ago on the way to work I heard something on the radio about Bono taking off his sunglasses, and then I saw it again later in the day on the front page of CNN.com. I thought, “yes, I suppose I never have seen Bono without sunglasses.” I looked at the story, and buried somewhere in it was the reason he took his glasses off — his frustration with the lack of progress at the G8 summit. The removal took place during a videotaped interview(which I watched), and was accompanied by the utterance of something along the lines of, “I get so frustrated, it just makes me want to smash me glasses.” Now I always thought Bono was a buffoon for wearing sunglasses everywhere, but this story made me appreciate his genius. If he wants people to listen, he need only unveil his peepers. It’s his one wish — he takes them off and the world listens. Thinking that anyone willing to wear sunglasses for the rest of their life could also have their Cyclops moment of unbridled power, I gave it a try. But after about half a day, I got tired of telling this story to everyone I cared about not thinking I was a buffoon. (By the way, I’m disturbed by how many people are indifferent to someone wearing sunglasses in an office) What a great sacrifice Bono made, to endure the jaundiced eye of millions so he could draw people’s attention to Africa for one day.