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Baltimore, Boston, and Buber

HARVARD YARD is back home in Boston. He tells me that shortly after he relocated there from Baltimore last year at the insistence of his wife, she became his ex-wife — something about a biology professor she’d met at a conference in 2004. I’m seeing a side of HY that I didn’t see at Washington’s National Gallery of Art when we met.


There’s a little too much resolve in his voice when he says he’s totally over his marriage and wants to reinvent himself in a happier mode.  He was emotionally isolated from his ex-wife for 4 or 5 years, he says. You and I know why — even he knows why, though he doesn’t seem to want to accept it. I mean his wife and the randy professor.

We’ve had a scant 6 emails and two half-hour phone calls, and he’s pressuring me to travel from Washington to Boston for a visit. He doesn’t let up on this. The motive cannot be pure admiration and a desire to see the real me. He hasn’t yet any real idea who I am, as the subject of something or someone other than himself rarely arises. His wanting me to visit him is not only premature, it is selfish, and far from the carefree Dating Senior Men situation to which I aspire. I don’t fancy traveling all those miles to be a fixture in a make-the-ex-jealous tableau. I’m guessing he wants to show her that he “has” someone.

Nevertheless, I don’t cut off contact with HY because his emails are intellectually stimulating. After the experience of weirdos like LUST FOR BRAINS, I’m willing to overlook the pressure HY exerts just to be in contact with an attractive senior man who’s capable of initiating a discussion of something other than “how ’bout them Steelers,” or how to barbeque beef patties. HY has actually shared his analysis of Martin Buber’s I And Thou.

If it weren’t for my suspicions about the ex-wife game, I’d look forward to a trip to Boston. As it is, the only Buber chat I’d have with HY now would have to take place on my turf.


By the way, I couldn’t resist adding this Andy Warhol rendering of Buber, part of Warhol’s Ten Portraits of Jews of the Twentieth Century.  Warhol had no particular admiration for Buber, for the other nine Jews — or, for that matter, Jews in general. Buber’s face merely appealed to him from an artistic standpoint.  He liked his strong, assertive, intelligent senior man face. It’s interesting that critics called this and the other portraits “remarkably uninteresting.” Why did he paint them? Check this NYTimes article for one theory.

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  1. June 3, 2011 @ 12:45 pm TRThom

    His emails are intellectually stimulating? What a crock. Drop this guy and call me. LOL

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