Not sure what to say yet, but couldn’t help but hit “reblog” function…I heard Seymour Hersh give a long lecture re-telling the story of My Lai massacre at a student investigative journalism conference in New Haven in 1985 or 1986 and did or do have a really poor quality tape of that. I remember him saying he would go door to door in some dorm going “Calley!?…Calley?!” trying to imitate someone who knew what he was looking for, a bluff. And eventually heard the “yeah?” he was striving for, his tenacity I was stuck by, (although not enough to have attempted much as ballsy as all that…I also, for what it’s worth, have a copy of Esquire Magazine with Calley* on the cover, that I spared from my recent burn pile and downsizing.
Dan Kaufman writes for the New Yorker and New York Times, covering politics, perhaps especially about his home state Wisconsin, though based in Brooklyn and records for Tzadik and researches Paul Celan, The Spanish Civil War and other deep-thinking-of-Democracy-Culture-and-the-our-Diaspora topics, and puts most to music, although I mistook him for a member of a polka band, but not Tweed Funk.

*the next day or Wednesday rather I am carrying around “George Be Careful” by art director and ad man George Lois for chapter 14 “too bad lieutenant calley killed aunt jemima” to see his version, contrasted with that of Seymour Hersh of the massacre, which is pretty far from Dan Kaufman and Barbez: how far is Athens from Jerusalem? (google maps says 2 hour flight or 5,000 Km and 70+ hours drive by either route, so I am guessing 2,000 miles or 2014 to be exactish as the proverbial crow flies, or the dove in the aronofsky version of genesis sit thru did i)