In the always-stunning finale, the last spoken lines are
"auf Wiedersehen…" (until we meet again)
"à bientôt…" (see you soon)
and then, frankly, not much is left open to the imagination, as the finality of "good-bye" is not spoken, but played out in numerous ways depending on the production, from the suicide of the emcee to the execution of the naked, huddled cast by the soft hiss of poisonous gas.
I have used "Wilkommen, Bienvenue, Welcome" as the greeting, here, for all these years, as an homage to "Cabaret," which is one of my all-time favorite theater productions. Now, as I pull the curtain, I need a way out that does not imply drawing my terminal breath (cue the soundtrack from the "Life of Brian" finale).
The Aartvark site will be here as an archive for as long as Blogger keeps inactive sites around.
You should see my name popping up every now and then at Gerhard's site, I hope… as there are still commissions to be made (right, Ger?!).
You will still not see my name popping up on that verklempt petition, however; you know what I am talking about.
To those of you who stopped by regularly, I grant you the gift of a newly released minute or so, each day, that you can spend doing something else.
Use it wisely. Or not.
A cleverly ambiguous use of language appears in another series I like, namely, the original 1960s episodes of "The Prisoner." This show is an orgy of allegory. In the finale, the sign over a certain door reads "Well Come." I like to think of it as an invitation to those with a healthy mindset. It was tempting to end this with "Well Go," but I'm the only one who would get it.
Instead, I also like the way in which they said farewell on "The Prisoner," inside their Orwellian surveillance state, which was
"Be Seeing You."