Part of Seinfeld's performance at the O2 Arena in London yesterday is already here. He is the same as usual; perhaps, he made himself a little more of a "screamer". I don't think it is anything new at all, but the yelling can make the audience's skin softer and level their prickly corners for the joke to penetrate it easier; the young seems to use the tool. Seinfeld is the same as always; perhaps, as far as I've watched, pretty bold with the gags on cremation vs burial and the suicide terrorists.
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The process by which a breakthrough milestone in popular culture is established seems to be capricious and its causes completely uncertain. Large scores of talented people swarm in small and big towns, but their works span only up to a reduced circle of interests and people -they, at most, manage to cut a notch in the sideline of history. It's needed, further, the fire of a magic spark to operate a fully-developed deformation. But, alas! Such spark is naturally uncertain and out of control.
The spark is not only uncertain, but unfair, in times. It might be untrue, as well. There is nothing written in the skies, nor in our history or in our genes that could guarantee the spark showing up in the right direction, at the right time. I believe in the total absence of necessity; disbelieve in net forces pointing humans into the right direction. What is the right direction, anyhow? We humans never follow the right direction. The ways are many and, inasmuch as we follow one or another with some non-predefined reason or without any reason whatsoever -certainly, in regards to a gregarious motion-, what works now won't necessarily work later on: the effect is not reproducible.
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Seinfeld already was. The spark happened once; once it crossed his path.
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