In the case of good books, the point is not how many of them you can get through, but rather how many can get through to you.
-Mortimer Adler
Thursday, November 19, 2009
A Gate at the Stairs
The past seven or eight years have brought a host of post-9/11 novels. Some are good, some are bad. I like that most maintain the delicate balance of public tragedy and a new world order with people who still need to live their lives. A Gate at the Stairs by Lorrie Moore seems to almost privatize the public and publicize the private. So I've been processing it the past couple days and am still not sure what I think.
Tassie is the protagonist; a good, Midwestern girl entering her sophomore year of college as 9/11 takes place. She takes it in stride, instead worrying about what any 20 year old would worry about-- finding a job and finding a boyfriend. She takes a job as a nanny for a bourgeois yet very liberal older couple who are adopting. Sarah and Edward bring Tassie along to meet various birth mothers and finally end up with a mixed race 2-year old. From here the story takes off: Sarah becomes a mouthpiece for every liberal stereotype-- she worries about Emmie facing racism and so forms a support group of like minded (sometimes) parents. But as Tassie brings Emmie everywhere, she bears the brunt of public reaction-- is she the young mom? The baby daddy must be black (bringing positive and negative reaction). She absorbs it and meanders between her Sufism class and her boyfriend's (of dubious heritage and ethnicity himself) house, all the while forgetting that her younger brother is threatening to join the army after graduating high school.
A Gate at the Stairs is dialogue rich and Tassie's carte blanche viewpoint makes us realize our culpability with so many pre and post-9/11 social issues. It's a compelling read and a great way to get back into novels after reading so much non-fiction. It raises questions without providing answers.
This is a vague review...readers and comments welcome!
Netflix stars: 4/5
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Friday, November 6, 2009
The Thoreau You Don't Know: What The Prophet of Environmentalism Really Meant
Having friends whose babies are learning to talk, I asked my mom what my first word was. Her response? "Thoreau". You might think from this that my parents were hippies, that they were social dissidents or that I was born to recluses in a cabin in the woods. Or you might think I listened to "Walden" nightly while in my mom's womb. Whatever you might think, it's probably wrong. And that's why Robert Sullivan wrote The Thoreau You Don't Know: What The Prophet of Environmentalism Really Meant. He wants to expand on the Thoreau we all know from reading excerpts of Walden in high school. He wants to prove that Thoreau wasn't just an old curmudgeon.
The Thoreau You Don't Know is a very accessible biography of a now lauded American citizen. Sullivan tells us that Thoreau was critical of society while also striving to make it better. He came from a family of hard workers and was a successful business man (pencils!)-- not a lazy good-for-nothing bumming around in the woods. He aimed to be a writer and a poet while knowing that it might not pay the bills-- and so supplemented his writing by doing chores for Emerson, teaching and even bringing in income from his bean crops at Walden.
Sullivan's love for Thoreau became my love for Thoreau. I can't help but smile knowing that all his actions and his life's work were deliberate-- even if unpopular at the time (after his death a friend said he loved Thoreau, but didn't like him). He only lived to be 45, but did so much-- and often did it with a sense of humor. Sullivan reports that he spoke with humor and irony.
We know the Thoreau who coined the term "succession" and the Thoreau who inspired Dr. Martin Luther King. But The Thoreau We Don't Know was also a product of his time-- a time of progression and societal change. Sullivan shows us that Thoreau.
I give this book 4/5 netflix stars.
And if you're curious why my first word was Thoreau? Thoreau was the name of our family dog!
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