I do, and I don’t…
Of course, there are multiple awesome moments in the movie “Best in Show.” There is one in particular that gets replayed in our house. The owner of the champion poodle talks to the down-home, North Carolina-born owner of a bloodhound. The poodle owner wants to intimidate the poor fellow by reminding him of the champion status of her dog, famously named Rhapsody in White. “Do you know Rhapsody in White?” she asks. “Well,” the cowed man replies, not wanting to admit it it, “I do and I don’t.”
In some ways, I admire this quality in Martin. Maybe it will keep him from experimenting with drugs or stone-washed jeans. Maybe it give him confidence in going his own way instead of an inner dread about prospective unpopularity. But I’m trying to get him to do things like stay out of the street and keep playdough out of his ears. I’m not the Man.