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Whooo! I got 64%!

In the continuing spirit of getting as little work done as possible, I took the Teachout Cultural Concurrence Index or TCCI today. I got a 64% which I found surprising. I like Teachout and I enjoy reading him, but I thought our tastes more divergent. I guess I was wrong. There were some I thought he got just plain wrong (yes, I realize this is a completely subjective test). The Sopranos over the Simpsons?! Pul-eeze. Liz Phair over Aimee Mann? C’mon. And I found the Hotdogs or Hamburgers one of the most difficult.

Long weekend over.

I took last Friday off to give myself a four day weekend. It was lovely. So lovely, its hard to get back to work. So instead, I am posting about this movie meme thing I came across here and here. I am not sure what the criterion for the movies are exactly. It seems more or less like a list of random movies. Basically you bold the ones you have seen and add three more at the end. So now you can see what I watch and make fun of my movie-watching habits. Just click below and fire away.
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My no. 1 fear

My friend Josh told me about Wind Scorpions today. Otherwise known as suns spiders, these little beauties have stronger jaws than a great white—relative to size obviously. Last night I actually had a nightmare about spiders. They were large furry brown ones about the size of a dinner plate and they were attacking me. I think these wind scorpions, which are actually more spider than scorpion, might be my new no. 1 fear. So thanks Josh.
By the way, you can see a delightful picture of Josh here.

Aaah, NYC. I can almost forgive you for the ass-whupping you gave us last night.

Is ass-whupping hyphenated? I have no idea. Anyway, apparently Cheney visited the Yankees yesterday for the first game of the Yankees-Red Sox series in NYC. The Yankees handed us our hats and said get the hell out last night with an 11-3 win. But the best part? “During the singing of “God Bless America” in the seventh inning, an image of Cheney was shown on the scoreboard. It was greeted with booing, so the Yankees quickly removed the image.” So funny! I love NY! Except when we play them.

The Painted Veil by W. Somerset Maugham

Due to a light workload this week, I was able to consume Maugham’s novella The Painted Veil yesterday afternoon. The story really grabs hold of you. Walter Fane, a bacteriologist in Hong Kong, discovers his wife Kitty’s affair with Charles Townsend. He forces her to accompany him into the heart of a cholera epidemic in the Chinese countryside, where she begins to find new depths to her character. She finds work and self-worth at a convent taking care of orphaned children. She and Walter dance around each other but begin to find a common respect for one another. But then Walter contracts cholera and dies, leaving Kitty with the realization that she has nowhere else to go. She returns to England, after first having a adulterous relapse in Hong Kong, and tries to the attention and love of her father. In the end, she decides to raise her unborn daughter as an independent minded woman, so as not to end up like her.
Kitty’s spiritual journey seems rather trite to modern eyes, but I can’t deny the strength of the story. The characters seem a little thin at times too, but occasionally they surprise you. Overall, I found it a great read.

Watch me climb onto my high horse

Secretly Ironic sent me the link to this article today. Its about cell phone usage and the effects on society. Apparently this woman refused to hang up on her friend claiming it would be rude, even though she was on a plane trying to take off. They had to go back to the terminal ” but not before Ms. Belkova, 38, had slapped a federal air marshal.” Wow. It is rude to hang up on someone, but okay to let a planefuly of people wait around so you can talk? It seems like people are forgetting the basics of polite human behavior. Talk on your cellphone outside. Say ‘Excuse me’ and ‘Thank you’ to others, particularly when you have bumped into them. Let me off the fucking train before you try to ram your 400 pund body into me as I try to exit. Common courtesy. It’s not hard. I am not going to claim that if everyone were decent to one another there would be no war. That’s a load of crap. But you might make someone’s day less shitty if you are nice or at least polite.
Okay, getting off the horse now.

The 27th City by Jonathan Franzen

I finished Franzen’s first book last night The 27th City. I am not really sure what to say about it, except that I found it nowhere near as good as The Corrections. The plot was overdone. There were too many characters to keep straight. And the sense of urgency that filled the book was annoying and unwarranted. I think the Complete Review’s coverage is better than mine. So you should check that out if you want a lengthy review.

Another weekend gone

It is Monday once again. I am back at my desk, contemplating the week ahead of me. I have very little work to do this week, since June has a fifth week. The extra week throws off my schedule a bit. But it’s not so bad. I think I will take Friday off and give myself a 4 day weekend.
One thing I did this Saturday was finally go see Troy at the nearby movie theater. I love living by this theater. They get new movies that have been out for a month or so and charge slightly less for tickets and such. They are the reason why I have seen such cinematic masterpieces as The Mummy Returns and South Park: Bigger Longer and Uncut. This theater has kept me cool when the summer has gotten to be too much, entertained when I have been too bored by the world, and they make the best popcorn! Anyway, Troy was precisely what I imagined. Not horrible, just…..let’s just say, I had to divorce my mind from my body for about two and a half hours. All the years I devoted to studying Classics rebelled, but I managed to squash it for a few hours. There were some good fight scenes, but the whole thing was a bit silly. Plus they made it seem like the whole thing took place over a weekend. Weekend at Priam’s —watch how Odysseus, Agamemnon and company prevent the Trojans from catching on to their secret—Achilles is really dead (at least he seems so with Brad Pitt playing him)! Seriously, it seemed to take place over a week or so. I seem to recall something about 10 years……Stop it brain. I am trying to watch a summer blockbuster! You know you are not supposed to bother me when I am watching one of these. God, I can’t wait to see Alexander this fall.

The Skeptic by Terry Teachout

One of America’s preeminent critics in the 20s, 30s and 40s, H.L. Mencken was known for his no-holds-barred attacks on Puritanism, the “booboisie,” (a term he created and intellectual laziness and corruption. People either loved him or hated him, but everybody listened. He was first and foremost a journalist and he helped discover some of the greatest writers of the 20th century as founder and editor of the influential American Mercury magazine, including Theodore Dreiser, F. Scott Fitzgerald and Sinclair Lewis. He heralded Huckleberry Finn as the greatest American novel and made the notorious Scopes trial one of the biggest landmarks in American law history. His bestselling books covered topics as varied as the imperfections of women, the American language (as opposed to the Queen’s English) and the failures of democracy. Most of all, he loved to write about Puritanism overtaking America.

Terry Teachout’s biography is not all praise, however, and Mencken had plenty of shortcomings. Mencken lived in the same house in Baltimore for all but five years of his life, and Teachout blames this and his lack of formal education for Mencken’s narrow vision and the fact that his tastes and politics never seemed to change. Teachout also addresses the complex issues surrounding Mencken’s racism and anti-Semitism, which lost him both credibility and readership. His pro-German views also were detrimental during the periods before and during the two world wars. Mencken wrote against lynchings and the continuing segregation of Baltimore’s sports clubs, and counted numerous Jews and African-Americans as his friends. In fact, one of his longest friendships was with Alfred Knopf, one of America’s most influential publishers. But his views towards minorities were negative and conflicting. For example, he often proclaimed his belief in every individual’s freedom, but considered non-Caucasians inferior, dismissed Hitler as a crank, and seemed to think that the Jews had brought the holocaust upon themselves.

I originally picked up this book both because I enjoy Terry Teachout’s weblog and wanted to read more of his work, and because I wanted to learn more bout Mencken. I was well-rewarded: even during the offensive, obscure, or boring parts of Menken’s life, Teachout’s style held my interest and kept the content relevant. I’d recommend this book to anyone who has wondered about the considerable influence of one of the angriest writers of the last century, as well as to those interested in the history of journalism, literature, and ideas.

Books I found in Used today or Why our Used Departement is so good

I made a trip down to the Used department today and this is what I got:

The Pained Veil by W. Somerset Maughm—-I am reading Maughm’s recent biography right now and consider The Razor’s Edge and Of Human Bondage two of my favorite books of all time.

The Book of Evidence and Mefisto by John Banville—-There has been a discussion over at Tingle Alley about where to begin with Banville. The ever helpful TEV suggested The Book of Evidence.

The Company She Keeps by Mary McCarthy—-I read The Group last Fall and loved it. I remember someone recommending this one somewhere.

Blue Angel by Francine Prose—-I have always heard good things about this book.

Brief Interviews with Hideous Men—-Everyone either loves this one or hates it. I thought it time I found out for myself.

Do you envy my future reading yet?