Alex Kudera's Blog, page 119
May 24, 2014
check your prose
This is a slightly modified version of a comment I never posted at The Chronicle of Higher Education after reading "Check Your History."
I wouldn't reduce Allan Bloom's The Closing of the American Mind to the category of "memoirs of oppressed white men," and I'd also argue that Bloom and his text, and perhaps Saul Bellow's Ravelstein as a reader's companion to, are far more intriguing than Tal's tiny essay, even if I disagree with Bloom's political orientation as well as his hilarious, if minimizing, thoughts on Nietzsche and Mick Jagger.
Anyway, Fortgang is much more of a cliche than an interesting writer, and, yes, he's 18 or 19 and we're supposed to think of him as innocent or allowed to be naive or something like that. Still, it's rather disturbing that his "Checking My Privilege" is getting so much more attention than, say, chapter 5 of Fight for Your Long Day , "Check Your Package At The Door," which offers a fuller, richer, darker, and funnier look at the academy and what goes on between classes.
But back to Tal, this fine reminder that most of us "whites" have not been white for much more than a century, or even half of one, is my favorite essay response to the original,
And here is two to twenty cents from The New Yorker.
I've also been getting into the anger and satire of Paul Beatty's first two novels and thinking of them within the context of the very recent Ta-Nehisi Coates article on reparations to African-Americans. I may write more on this later, and at the least, I'm hoping that Tal Fortgang reads it.
I wouldn't reduce Allan Bloom's The Closing of the American Mind to the category of "memoirs of oppressed white men," and I'd also argue that Bloom and his text, and perhaps Saul Bellow's Ravelstein as a reader's companion to, are far more intriguing than Tal's tiny essay, even if I disagree with Bloom's political orientation as well as his hilarious, if minimizing, thoughts on Nietzsche and Mick Jagger.
Anyway, Fortgang is much more of a cliche than an interesting writer, and, yes, he's 18 or 19 and we're supposed to think of him as innocent or allowed to be naive or something like that. Still, it's rather disturbing that his "Checking My Privilege" is getting so much more attention than, say, chapter 5 of Fight for Your Long Day , "Check Your Package At The Door," which offers a fuller, richer, darker, and funnier look at the academy and what goes on between classes.
But back to Tal, this fine reminder that most of us "whites" have not been white for much more than a century, or even half of one, is my favorite essay response to the original,
And here is two to twenty cents from The New Yorker.
I've also been getting into the anger and satire of Paul Beatty's first two novels and thinking of them within the context of the very recent Ta-Nehisi Coates article on reparations to African-Americans. I may write more on this later, and at the least, I'm hoping that Tal Fortgang reads it.
check your fortgang
This is a slightly modified version of a comment I never posted at The Chronicle of Higher Education after reading "Check Your History."
I wouldn't reduce Allan Bloom's The Closing of the American Mind to the category of "memoirs of oppressed white men," and I'd also argue that Bloom and his text, and perhaps Saul Bellow's Ravelstein as a reader's companion to, are far more intriguing than Tal's tiny essay, even if I disagree with Bloom's political orientation as well as his hilarious, if minimizing, thoughts on Nietzsche and Mick Jagger.
Anyway, Fortgang is much more of a cliche than an interesting writer, and, yes, he's 18 or 19 and we're supposed to think of him as innocent or allowed to be naive or something like that. Still, it's rather disturbing that his "Checking My Privilege" is getting so much more attention than, say, chapter 5 of Fight for Your Long Day , "Check Your Package At The Door," which offers a fuller, richer, darker, and funnier look at the academy and what goes on between classes.
But back to Tal, this fine reminder that most of us "whites" have not been white for much more than a century, or even half of one, is my favorite essay response to the original,
And here is two to twenty cents from The New Yorker.
I've also been getting into the anger and satire of Paul Beatty's first two novels and thinking of them within the context of the very recent Ta-Nehisi Coates article on reparations to African-Americans. I may write more on this later, and at the least, I'm hoping that Tal Fortgang reads it.
I wouldn't reduce Allan Bloom's The Closing of the American Mind to the category of "memoirs of oppressed white men," and I'd also argue that Bloom and his text, and perhaps Saul Bellow's Ravelstein as a reader's companion to, are far more intriguing than Tal's tiny essay, even if I disagree with Bloom's political orientation as well as his hilarious, if minimizing, thoughts on Nietzsche and Mick Jagger.
Anyway, Fortgang is much more of a cliche than an interesting writer, and, yes, he's 18 or 19 and we're supposed to think of him as innocent or allowed to be naive or something like that. Still, it's rather disturbing that his "Checking My Privilege" is getting so much more attention than, say, chapter 5 of Fight for Your Long Day , "Check Your Package At The Door," which offers a fuller, richer, darker, and funnier look at the academy and what goes on between classes.
But back to Tal, this fine reminder that most of us "whites" have not been white for much more than a century, or even half of one, is my favorite essay response to the original,
And here is two to twenty cents from The New Yorker.
I've also been getting into the anger and satire of Paul Beatty's first two novels and thinking of them within the context of the very recent Ta-Nehisi Coates article on reparations to African-Americans. I may write more on this later, and at the least, I'm hoping that Tal Fortgang reads it.
May 20, 2014
My Struggle
"My Struggle" is the original title I have for 200 pages I wrote twenty years ago, in the early nineties. It was my second burst of novel writing, and a parody of the liberal arts grad who winds up broke, slacking, experiencing angst, and so on. See Less Than Zero and Bright Lights, Big City for examples of the genre. It seems like a valid title for anything that intends to draw attention to the fact that the author or narrator has not struggled, has no right to think of his life as struggle, or has struggled in such a psychological or emotional way that it hardly seems like struggle compared to the starving, enslaved, overworked, terminally unemployed, etc.
But I don't know why Karl named his book thusly.
But I don't know why Karl named his book thusly.
May 19, 2014
The B.K. Lounge
After finishing Paul Beatty's
The White Boy Shuffle
, I've moved onto Tuff, wherein the main character is seized with love at first sight whilst staring at the fly fry girl at a Burger King. I turn to the internet, and the first story I find staring back is news that Burger King is changing its slogan of 40 years; the royal Whoppers are moving from "Have It Your Way" to "Be Your Way." No doubt the stress of such a transition will weigh down on most of us.
I suppose all roads lead back to De La Soul.
I suppose all roads lead back to De La Soul.
May 16, 2014
L. A. Prose
I've recently been enjoying novels set mainly in Southern California such as The White Boy Shuffle and How To Get Into The Twin Palms. I've also been following So Cal fires and oil spills, and I'm even getting e-mail on L.A. social-justice "gap year" programs.
So, naturally, I took it all as a sign that I was due to link and list:
Novels:
The White Boy Shuffle by Paul Beatty
Chump Change by Dan Fante
Ask The Dust by John Fante
The Road To Los Angeles by John Fante
The Crying of Lot 49 by Thomas Pynchon
The Player by Michael Tolkien
How To Get Into The Twin Palms by Karolina Waclawiak
Memoir:
Ham on Rye by Charles Bukowski
Fante by Dan Fante
I'll add links and other books soon, but please feel free to note your own in a comment.
So, naturally, I took it all as a sign that I was due to link and list:
Novels:
The White Boy Shuffle by Paul Beatty
Chump Change by Dan Fante
Ask The Dust by John Fante
The Road To Los Angeles by John Fante
The Crying of Lot 49 by Thomas Pynchon
The Player by Michael Tolkien
How To Get Into The Twin Palms by Karolina Waclawiak
Memoir:
Ham on Rye by Charles Bukowski
Fante by Dan Fante
I'll add links and other books soon, but please feel free to note your own in a comment.
May 15, 2014
millennials, employment, the jobless, and food
A glut of articles on millennials and employment seems to have surfaced soon after graduation:
http://www.nbcnews.com/business/careers/big-chill-millennials-learning-harsh-reality-workplace-n95606
http://mashable.com/2014/05/02/millennials-april-jobs-report/
http://www.usatoday.com/story/money/personalfinance/2014/05/10/cnbc-millenials-job-market/8914435/
http://www.today.com/money/millennial...
Meanwhile Reuters notes that jobless claims are at a 7-year low, but in another article says Americans are now so "frugal" that it's hard for food companies to raise prices and retain customers.
I have no data on which of these writers was paid for their work, but I can assure you I received no compensation for this blog.
http://www.nbcnews.com/business/careers/big-chill-millennials-learning-harsh-reality-workplace-n95606
http://mashable.com/2014/05/02/millennials-april-jobs-report/
http://www.usatoday.com/story/money/personalfinance/2014/05/10/cnbc-millenials-job-market/8914435/
http://www.today.com/money/millennial...
Meanwhile Reuters notes that jobless claims are at a 7-year low, but in another article says Americans are now so "frugal" that it's hard for food companies to raise prices and retain customers.
I have no data on which of these writers was paid for their work, but I can assure you I received no compensation for this blog.
May 13, 2014
Iraq is back. . .
. . .in the news, and Colin Powell's famous Pottery Barn Rule seems more prudent than ever although, quite obviously, we cannot undo the past.
It could just be timed counterargument to opening up a Benghazi investigation, but articles on Iraq are depicting the recent situation as quickly deteriorating. Novelist and professor Jay Parini contributes here, and "Iraq, three years after U.S. Withdrawal" The Week portrays Iraq today as, by some criteria, just as bad or worse as it was during Saddam Hussein's rule. The situation for women is particularly bizarre, as they are guaranteed 25 percent of of the seats in parliament, but are seen as having fewer rights than women held during Saddam's time:
Are women at least better off?Their political situation has improved: Under Iraq's postwar constitution, women are guaranteed 25 percent of the seats in parliament. But as conservative Shiite forces have gained a foothold within the government, the average female Iraqi has found herself with fewer rights than under Saddam. More than a quarter of women over the age of 12 in Iraq are illiterate; only 14 percent are either working or actively seeking employment. Perhaps the greatest symbol of Iraqi women's plight today is the Jaafari Personal Status Law, draft legislation approved by Iraq's Council of Ministers in February that lowers the marriage age for girls to 9, forbids women from leaving their homes without their husbands' consent, and legalizes marital rape. "This law means humiliation for women and for Iraqis in general," said female legislator Safia al-Suhail. "It shows that we are going backwards."
In 2014, car bombings are in the news quite regularly, and 2013's death toll of almost 9,000 rivals the peak of sectarian violence in 2007 and 2008.
Meanwhile, the friendly neighbors in Iran are merely announcing that have copied a U.S. spy drone. Most of us, I'm sure, would prefer peace and Genoa salami over this assessment from General Salami:
"No nation welcomes other countries' spy drones in its territory, and no one sends back the spying equipment and its information back to the country of origin," Gen. Hossein Salami, deputy commander of Iran's military, said at the time, according to the semiofficial Fars News Agency.
It never ends.
It could just be timed counterargument to opening up a Benghazi investigation, but articles on Iraq are depicting the recent situation as quickly deteriorating. Novelist and professor Jay Parini contributes here, and "Iraq, three years after U.S. Withdrawal" The Week portrays Iraq today as, by some criteria, just as bad or worse as it was during Saddam Hussein's rule. The situation for women is particularly bizarre, as they are guaranteed 25 percent of of the seats in parliament, but are seen as having fewer rights than women held during Saddam's time:
Are women at least better off?Their political situation has improved: Under Iraq's postwar constitution, women are guaranteed 25 percent of the seats in parliament. But as conservative Shiite forces have gained a foothold within the government, the average female Iraqi has found herself with fewer rights than under Saddam. More than a quarter of women over the age of 12 in Iraq are illiterate; only 14 percent are either working or actively seeking employment. Perhaps the greatest symbol of Iraqi women's plight today is the Jaafari Personal Status Law, draft legislation approved by Iraq's Council of Ministers in February that lowers the marriage age for girls to 9, forbids women from leaving their homes without their husbands' consent, and legalizes marital rape. "This law means humiliation for women and for Iraqis in general," said female legislator Safia al-Suhail. "It shows that we are going backwards."
In 2014, car bombings are in the news quite regularly, and 2013's death toll of almost 9,000 rivals the peak of sectarian violence in 2007 and 2008.
Meanwhile, the friendly neighbors in Iran are merely announcing that have copied a U.S. spy drone. Most of us, I'm sure, would prefer peace and Genoa salami over this assessment from General Salami:
"No nation welcomes other countries' spy drones in its territory, and no one sends back the spying equipment and its information back to the country of origin," Gen. Hossein Salami, deputy commander of Iran's military, said at the time, according to the semiofficial Fars News Agency.
It never ends.
May 12, 2014
unique homes
Unique homes are in the news and being tweeted, too:
Finland pic.twitter.com/k9mO5ubb0O
— MB Photo Channel (@MariaBoedeker) May 12, 2014
May 8, 2014
Pynchon In Public 2014
"She hangs on the western wall." -V. #Pynchon2014 pic.twitter.com/ulG1qdfq1y
— Steven Fruhmoto (@StevenFruhmoto) May 9, 2014
Every day is #PynchonInPublic day. pic.twitter.com/I4dTFQQymu
— hook echo (@null_fruit) May 8, 2014
#pynchoninpublic #pynchon2014 pic.twitter.com/y209VY9KWQ
— Refined Quotes (@slothrop89) May 8, 2014
#pynchoninpublic i haven't been outside enough today to catch all the token copies of gravity's rainbow, alas pic.twitter.com/YoLO2WWNC5
— Nicole Dib (@ndib22) May 9, 2014
Reading #pynchoninpublic while enjoying a spot of afternoon tea #holdthehallucinogenichollandaise pic.twitter.com/m5yrgEHI5M
— Eilidh Macdonald (@thishereeilidh) May 8, 2014
Lenin Pissed Here: Muted Horn on Gents Cubicle at The Crown #Clerkenwell Green #pynchoninpublic #Pynchon2014 pic.twitter.com/QRBBHk2WQE
— liminallondoner (@liminallondoner) May 8, 2014
Muted Horn in pink chalk graces green telecom box nr The Fox & Anchor #London #pynchoninpublic #Pynchon2014 pic.twitter.com/0Vc57yn93K
— liminallondoner (@liminallondoner) May 8, 2014
Night falls over #Pynchon2014 #pynchoninpublic . pic.twitter.com/DANEF1z4GO
— Fred Kiesche (@FredKiesche) May 8, 2014
Heading out for #Pynchon2014. #PynchonInPublic #PIPcast #TrysteroBanana https://t.co/QRjse4Lsh6 pic.twitter.com/7HymsdOBlY
— Entrippy! (@Ntrippy) May 8, 2014
#pynchoninpublic pic.twitter.com/PytFSwAXFJ
— Tim Strzechowski (@MrStrzechowski) May 8, 2014
Only Pynchon book I haven't read yet for this years #pynchoninpublic #pynchon2014 happy birthday Thomas Pynchon!! pic.twitter.com/dMoLpnlX6o
— Thomas Sieben (@thomassieben) May 8, 2014
Hmm, thought I tweeted this earlier. Reading GR via osmosis. #pynchoninpublic #Pynchon2014 pic.twitter.com/wOCL11o3Eh
— Greg Thomas (@TrysteroCoffee) May 9, 2014
Stamped the rest of the bills in my change envelope. #pynchoninpublic #pynchon2014 pic.twitter.com/vvaWYLzZ72
— Greg Thomas (@TrysteroCoffee) May 8, 2014
May 7, 2014
Interview in Inside Higher Ed
At
Inside Higher Ed
, Joseph Fruscione included in his adjunct interview series Gordon Haber, of
Adjunctivitis
and
False Economies
, and I exchanging e-mails on writing while teaching as adjuncts.
In one of my questions, I slipped in a Richard Yates reference to the fact that he did very little writing while teaching at Iowa. For me, this relates to his almost famous assessment that writing and teaching are thoroughly incompatible as they require the same emotions. At least, Yates saying that is famous to me.
From the interview:
AK: Richard Yates, in an interview, said he hardly wrote any fiction when he was teaching at Iowa for six years. He described teaching as demanding the same emotions as writing, and so he was too drained from teaching to leave anything on the page. How has it been for you?GH: Teaching was draining, but I wanted to do it. I have a really hard time with day jobs that don’t interest me. Of course it was extraordinarily difficult to balance marriage, fatherhood, teaching, freelance journalism and fiction writing. And yet the last few years have been a fertile period. I wrote a story collection, the third draft of a novel, a bunch of features and book reviews. I really don’t know how it happened. Maybe because for me writing is like exercise — you’ve got to do it regularly, even just a little bit, so you don’t feel like crap. So even though teaching can be emotionally taxing, I still managed to write, except during finals week when there was 100 essays to get through.
Read more at Inside Higher Ed: http://www.insidehighered.com/advice/2014/05/07/two-novelists-discuss-their-experiences-adjuncts#ixzz315BAkkCh
In one of my questions, I slipped in a Richard Yates reference to the fact that he did very little writing while teaching at Iowa. For me, this relates to his almost famous assessment that writing and teaching are thoroughly incompatible as they require the same emotions. At least, Yates saying that is famous to me.
From the interview:
AK: Richard Yates, in an interview, said he hardly wrote any fiction when he was teaching at Iowa for six years. He described teaching as demanding the same emotions as writing, and so he was too drained from teaching to leave anything on the page. How has it been for you?GH: Teaching was draining, but I wanted to do it. I have a really hard time with day jobs that don’t interest me. Of course it was extraordinarily difficult to balance marriage, fatherhood, teaching, freelance journalism and fiction writing. And yet the last few years have been a fertile period. I wrote a story collection, the third draft of a novel, a bunch of features and book reviews. I really don’t know how it happened. Maybe because for me writing is like exercise — you’ve got to do it regularly, even just a little bit, so you don’t feel like crap. So even though teaching can be emotionally taxing, I still managed to write, except during finals week when there was 100 essays to get through.
Read more at Inside Higher Ed: http://www.insidehighered.com/advice/2014/05/07/two-novelists-discuss-their-experiences-adjuncts#ixzz315BAkkCh
