What I am supposed to comment on is how well Tim Moore underplays the difficulty of his narrative with humor, how only a British person could arrive iWhat I am supposed to comment on is how well Tim Moore underplays the difficulty of his narrative with humor, how only a British person could arrive in the country complicit in the prolonged bombing of his own and appreciate its machismo with tongue in cheek aplomb, how narratives of this type are dangerous reading because Tim Moore makes 32,000 Meters of elevation on WOODEN WHEELS seem possible.
I am reminded of the great Gary Busey, in Point Break, justifying a punch in the face to his senior ranking FBI honcho; "Respect your elders" throughout the book, even when he rapturously passes a group of septuagenarians climbing a peak greater than any in old merry England.
The swearing and occasional triumph of handcraft are relatable, imaginative and succinct. Possibly the highlight, if you resist the urge to imagine each and every pizzeria and glass of wine.
There is also a writing style that is unique, so full of jokes and references it sometimes has to be re-read to be appreciated, adding a sense of circuitousness that is wholly appropriate....more
I once met the daughter of a certain famous Russian ballet dancer and Soviet defector. I was buying garlicky humus and crackers at my local Co-op, andI once met the daughter of a certain famous Russian ballet dancer and Soviet defector. I was buying garlicky humus and crackers at my local Co-op, and noticed the name tag of yet another granola crunching, carob-chip-cookie making Osh-Kosh-Bgosh overalls wearing co-op employee, and thought maybe her name seemed a little more socialist than the other non-corporate names, (you don't meet a lot of Madisons and Tylers at co-ops, do you), but I didn't realize who it was until a friend mentioned it to me. Nothing struck me as anything less than what I would expect to encounter at my local co-op, where local farmers contribute their products to a marketplace that governs their profits and allows each farmer to profit from their own productivity, as Marxism states: "from each according to their abilities to each according to their needs."
That is the totality of my real life, in person, brush with famous dancer ballet experience. I might personally know a ballet dancer, have regular conversations with a ballet dancer and never understand why he or she always has hammer toes, resin on their shoes and never misses a chance to wave their hands in the air while delicately balancing on a street corner on one raised foot to hail a cab. I did read Black Beauty though, and it as the point in Li Cunxin's memoir when he too reads this story of a horse that I bought into his life story.
As a child of poverty in Communist China, Li Cunxin's memoir begins as a story of deprivation and abject servitude to Mao. Based on his memoir, it is after he arrives in America, and witnesses his benefactor purchasing thousands of dollars worth of Christmas presents that he begins to question the validity of Communist China and General Mao's grand vision. Ironically, it is the austerity of The White House that imparts a feeling of validity to Cunxin's growing unease with Mao's personal wealth and his countries third world living conditions. While learning to read and write English, Li Cunxin performs ballet on an international level with great success and acclaim, and as a Communist defector challenged the authority of a government he would not abide. Both are admirable. ...more