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Yesterday was the fiftieth anniversary of John F. Kennedy’s
assassination. Kennedy’s death is the subject of one of The New Yorker’s most memorable Talk of the Town stories – John
Updike’s “The Assassination” (December 7, 1963). Here’s an excerpt:
It was as if we slept from Friday to Monday and dreamed an
oppressive, unsearchably significant dream, which, we discovered on awaking,
millions of others had dreamed also. Furniture, family, the streets, and the
sky dissolved; only the dream on television was real. The faces of the world’s
great mingled with the faces of landladies who had happened to house an unhappy
ex-Marine; cathedrals alternated with warehouses, temples of government with
suburban garages; anonymous men tugged at a casket in a glaring airport; a
murder was committed before our eyes; a Dallas strip-tease artist drawled
amiably of her employer’s quick temper; the heads of state of the Western world
strode down a sunlit street like a grim village rabble; and Jacqueline Kennedy
became Persephone, the Queen of Hades and the beautiful bride of grief. All
human possibilities, of magnificence and courage, of meanness and confusion, seemed
to find an image in this long montage, and a stack of cardboard boxes in
Dallas, a tawdry movie house, a tiny rented room where some shaving cream still
clung to the underside of a washbasin, a row of parking meters that had
witnessed a panicked flight all acquired the opaque and dreadful importance
that innocent objects acquire in nightmares.
That “tiny rented room where some shaving cream still clung
to the underside of a washbasin” is inspired! Updike brilliantly captures the
assassination’s surreal reality. Interestingly, the version of “The
Assassination” contained in Updike’s 1965 Assorted
Prose differs from the New Yorker
piece. For example, the last paragraph of the New Yorker story is deleted. But the heart of the piece - the
“unsearchably significant dream” passage quoted above - remains the same. As
well it should – it’s perfect.
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