September 2, 2021

Here’s the difference

 


George Floyd never signed up.

George didn’t want to serve

For county or college tuition

He wanted to live his life

Like those kids who lost their lives

Cut down in their prime

Like George Floyd

Maybe they cried for their mothers

Like George Floyd

But Big George didn’t sign on the dotted line

There were no benefits, no VA

George was born into a warzone

Born in America, covered in Black Skin

August 28, 2021

Read Some More Books

 

The Revenge of the Real: Politics for a Post-Pandemic World

Benjamin Bratton

 

I really like the Verso Book Club, which is where I got this from. They send out books every month and it forces me to read more than I normally would and outside of my normal interests.

 

This book was an interesting short little thing, arguing in my reading for a large conception of the social – against the atomized person and thinking of us all as part of a system. I think it works but my main critique is that it exits in a weird middle ground. Part of me wanted to see it expanded. Then there’s another part that wanted it tightened up. For example, there’s a whole chapter against Giorgio Agamben. When I was reading it, I was like “Why is there a whole chapter about this guy I’ve never heard about?”. And it seems like the whole issue was on me, since reading this book I have seen at least a dozen references to Agamben. Again, thanks to the Verso Book club for expanding my theoretical horizons.

 

East of Eden

 

John Steinbeck

 

I’ve been on a bit of a Steinbeck kick since the pandemic started. I reread Grapes of Wrath at the beginning because I was worried about the economy crashing. In that reading I found a much better book than what I remembered from being forced to read it as a high school student.

 

Grapes of Wrath may be his most famous book, if because it is the bigger book of his that gets pushed by those high school students. I think that is an oversight, as East of Eden is the better book, I think. I guess that it doesn’t get taught because a good part of it centers on a house of ill repute.

 

But also – it does take a while to get going. Steinbeck here is writing a broad and epic sweep and must build the setting and the characters and then put them together. He does it so well though. There are places where he creates a character with such depth and complexity, and he does it in just a paragraph or two. It’s something that you can see and point out how well he does it but impossible to really saw just why it works. It’s just genius at work.

 

He also, in these pages, creates one of the most hate-able female characters ever put to the page. He just captures this psychopathy so well you must wonder who in Steinbeck’s biography he modeled from to create this character. Who hurt you, John?

 

So, this book just builds, grows, and has an incredible momentum right up until the end, an end that just gob smacks you. In my opinion it is one of the top dozen or so novels I have read. It’s amazing and you should read it.

August 27, 2021

Read Some Books

 Independence Day:

 

I say to myself periodically I should read more from the past, to get a better sense of the literary world’s shifts and ebbs. Since I went to school 20 years ago now the 90s were in the recent past. There wasn’t a lot of classes that hit on anything really later than the 80s except for the couple of classes I took that were deliberately focused on more contemporary lit.

 

That is to say I didn’t read Richard Ford, ever. The cover I have notes that this book won a Pulitzer. The blurb on the back calls the main character “one of the most unforgettable characters in American fiction”.

 

The problem is that it is not a good book. I was reading this, thinking of the parties that people had feting Ford and the people with professional jealousies looking at him and thinking that their work was just as good. Ford must have lapped up the praise!

 

Here’s my critique as an angry high school reader: Nothing Happens.

 

I kept waiting for something to happen. And then a minor thing does like on page 400 of a 450-page book. But its low stakes. I had to force myself to read the last 30 pages just for my own mental checklists.

 

A book doesn’t have to have things happen to be interesting. The other problem is that Frank Bascombe is boring. We spend the whole book in his head, and I have no idea how there are three other books with this character at the center. I’ll never read them to find out. And none of the other characters are interesting either. He’s a real estate agent dealing with uninteresting clients. The love interest is a cypher. The ex-wife maybe has some depth, but we don’t see much of her. The only character with a real spark is his son, Paul. Center the book around him and make it half the length and maybe it works.

 

But as is, it doesn’t work.

 

However, here’s the paradoxical thing, the book feels technically well written. It’s like a model for an MFA class for structure and sentence-level elegance! Even with that, it’s not a good book. You don’t need to read this one.

 


Capote in Kansas:

 

When I pulled this off the shelf, I figured it was tied in with one of the movies about Capote that came out a while back. But it’s not. It is an independent graphic novel take on Truman Capote writing “In Cold Blood”. What’s interesting is that the book has one of the victims of the crime as a character who Capote talks to as he’s trying to figure out how to tell the story of the Clutter family, who was killed. There’s also some speculation about Capote and his feelings towards one of the killers that makes the book push the edge of nonfiction.

Overall, it works even with the supernatural element (though I must admit that I thought the character was alive for most of the time she was in scenes and then once I realized what was going on I had to reevaluate things). It does make me wonder in the bigger picture we are fascinated with the story of Capote’s writing of the book. Is there any other text that gets similar treatment in the culture? I can’t think of one offhand. I should also note that I did like the art, a strong use of the black and white to aid in the storytelling.

 

The Grande Odalisque:

 

I liked this book. It was sexy and fun and read like the storyboard for an action movie that I totally would watch if it was on Netflix or Amazon Prime. Who doesn’t like female French art thieves?