Fran mentioned that awful vision from That Hideous Strength, a novelized form of Lewis’ dark warning, Abolition of Man, in which he informs of the Fabians’ pedagogical goal of producing men without hearts. Men who deride feelings such as nostalgia.
Nostalgia. Nostalgia is found in the above coda to arguably the best symphony of the classical period if not of all time. I never fail to feel tears arising when I watch this. (When I read Fran’s “Teaser Time,” I felt the same way.) Will we ever again dare witness a flash mob like this one? Certainly not without looking over our shoulders. Don’t you dearly miss those times?
Simplicity. The little girl who triggered it all when placing the coin in the bassist’s hat — perhaps a prop — stood transfixed in place throughout. A lovely prop. In retrospect there is nothing simple about the site I now find suspect. It seems they want us angry and prevent us from informing others on their site of what they seem to be up to.
Salve. So I offer you this lovely flash mob coda to Beethoven’s Ninth Symphony with its wonderful spectator reactions as both a coda to the three linked pieces about horrific things, and as a salve to remind you that in your humanity there is the warmth that can still enjoy events from the past such as this one.