McCabe Stories

PROLOGUE:   Most wartime visuals remaining of the use of Atomic bombs are aerial shots often used as the closing views of war movies and news clips and the final scenes of war documentaries. This narrative is a penetration backwards into those scenes and into their memories not otherwise or hitherto probed for both of these particular truths and myths.  What is considered are matters of providence and just where providence may be taking us now as it was then while remaining coupled to the creed found in good science that all life is one.                        
If a treasured or well-read novelist wrote this it would not need this prologue, or so we are told. Since help with such a breakout manuscript is to be expected may we call upon another who may enable the exacting preambles as a matter of shared Art? Mr. T. S. Elliot, we ask to please permit this usage for the purpose of instilling an efficacious prompting a mood of inquiry and foreboding and mystery here at this beginning where only ingenuous and spontaneous attention emboldened by truly captivating interest can possibly prevail.


"Let us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherized upon a table;
Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
The muttering retreats
Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels
And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells:
Streets that follow like a tedious argument
Of insidious intent
To lead you to an overwhelming question...
Oh, do not ask, “What is it?”
Let us go and make our visit."