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walkitoutI had a lovely walk with M. I watched NCIS:LA and TRMS. The Rachel Maddox Show from last Friday was one of the best I’ve ever seen — she got a ton of legal experts with really relevent experience and asked a lot of great questions, some of her own, some from the audience. It was awesome.
I read _Holidays on Ice_, by David Sedaris, for book group. The first one, the Santaland Diaries, was really great — I enjoyed it a lot, while recognizing that Sedaris has The Memoir Problem in job lots (it didn’t happen that way, but I “remembered” it happening that way, because it makes for a better story and I have a personality disorder, is one way to think of the Memoir Problem). Everything after that is appalling. People who give their sons away to be raped and murdered. A vicious critique — including fat-shaming and the R word — of elementary school holiday pageants. The woman who lies about murdering her grandchild in the laundry and framing her husband’s Vietnamese daughter for it in the holiday letter. THESE ARE ALL SUPPOSED TO BE FUNNY. Santaland was so much fun, I kept thinking, surely the next one will be better.
Nope. Read “The Santaland Diaries” and fucking stop. Yikes. You know, or just avoid David Sedaris. Choices!
Today there was a horrifying derailment of an Amtrak train. I’ve posted about it separately. I’m sort of used to the disasters that have a big impact on me being ignored by the rest of the news cycle (cf. Pulse Orlando happening the same weekend as the Grand Floridian incident). But this time, there wasn’t any specific alternative disaster to suck all the air out of the room from the one that I was the most freaked out about. Just the holiday season and the usual political circus.
I read _Holidays on Ice_, by David Sedaris, for book group. The first one, the Santaland Diaries, was really great — I enjoyed it a lot, while recognizing that Sedaris has The Memoir Problem in job lots (it didn’t happen that way, but I “remembered” it happening that way, because it makes for a better story and I have a personality disorder, is one way to think of the Memoir Problem). Everything after that is appalling. People who give their sons away to be raped and murdered. A vicious critique — including fat-shaming and the R word — of elementary school holiday pageants. The woman who lies about murdering her grandchild in the laundry and framing her husband’s Vietnamese daughter for it in the holiday letter. THESE ARE ALL SUPPOSED TO BE FUNNY. Santaland was so much fun, I kept thinking, surely the next one will be better.
Nope. Read “The Santaland Diaries” and fucking stop. Yikes. You know, or just avoid David Sedaris. Choices!
Today there was a horrifying derailment of an Amtrak train. I’ve posted about it separately. I’m sort of used to the disasters that have a big impact on me being ignored by the rest of the news cycle (cf. Pulse Orlando happening the same weekend as the Grand Floridian incident). But this time, there wasn’t any specific alternative disaster to suck all the air out of the room from the one that I was the most freaked out about. Just the holiday season and the usual political circus.