In a break from my usual run of Polish poems with the word ‘elegy’ in the title and mordant reflections on dead birds and dead Russian hikers, here is a simply entertaining (and quite endearing) piece on Dwayne The Rock Johnson….whose boundless enthusiasm, if Weaver’s portrait is at all accurate, is something to behold.
This was my favourite bit:
Johnson frequently takes to social media to thank members of the armed forces, specifically and in aggregate, for their service. In his patriotic hands, anything can—and will—become a tribute to the armed forces. In March, he was “grateful” to share the “big news” on Instagram that he would be portraying “a disabled US War Vet and former FBI Hostage Rescue Team leader” in an upcoming movie about “the world’s largest skyscraper—that’s on fire.” Johnson wrote that his character in this demented summer blockbuster was “inspired by the thousands of disabled US veterans and war heroes I’ve had the honor of shaking hands with over the years.” (He also mentioned that he got to meet with “the world’s top skyscraper architects,” which, though it was not about the military, was a very cool thing to brag about and could easily serve as the basis for a separate preposterous film.)
And this is bit that is both entertaining and links to the Serious Bit: