Get ready to swoon.
Nick Clegg, the "third party" Liberal Democrat candidate for Prime Minister of the United Kingdom, proudly pens for the Guardian a tribute to his favorite author.
Will he go with Jesus, like Bush? Lincoln, like Obama? Try Beckett.
My first encounter with Beckett was when I was studying in Minnesota and I acted in a student production of Krapp's Last Tape. Back then I remember images of Beckett making as great an impression on me as his work. He always looked so impressive – that beak-like nose, eyes staring dead into the camera – and he had an austerity to him, even when he was young, that makes it very easy to connect the man to the words.
Since then I must have read Waiting for Godot – of course – a hundred times. Every time I go back to Beckett he seems more subversive, not less; his works make me feel more uncomfortable than they did before. The unsettling idea, most explicit in Godot, that life is habit – that it is all just a series of motions devoid of meaning – never gets any easier.I wonder if he takes it as a badge of honor when opponents call the Lib Dem policies "absurd."
It's that willingness to question the things the rest of us take for granted that I admire most about Beckett; the courage to ask questions that are dangerous because, if the traditions and meanings we hold so dear turn out to be false, what do we do then?