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Though the writing is pretty dry stuff, I'm enjoying From Ruins to
Reconstruction, which is a scholarly take -- with a much longer
sub-title -- on the rebuilding of Sevastopol after Ye Ol' Great
Patriotic War. Stuff like that. I used to work at a center
dedicated to John Steinbeck, so I've got every angle of that
covered. As for street cred, I was into some weighty French stuff
for a long spell -- Flaubert, Zola, Malraux, Gide, I survived a
volume of Proust -- though admittedly the juiciest one (Cities of
the Plain), Balzac, Camus (by way of Algeria), Voltaire, even
Ionesco (by way of Romania). And Jules Verne when I was a
youngster. That's about the end of my chops, though. Wittgenstein,
Marx and Heiddeger are sand in my hand; comprehending the
Foucault/Derrida/Chomsky debates is notta gonna happen and, nothing
against M's Stein, but I might as well read "A Rose Is a Rose" for
200 pages for as much as I get out of Joyce.
I haven't watched television in quite awhile (see number 28 on
"Stuff White People Like"), but I remember that there were some
shows I liked; I don't remember what they were, but they were good.
I catch -- on radio -- the occasional broadcast of the
MacNeil/Lehrer News Hour (they changed the name, but it'll always
be the M/LNH to me!). Their dialectical approach is numbing, but
the special reports are masterful. I do watch FrontLine off of the
PBS website once in awhile. And I'll even pay to watch cycling and
athletics events. I think that's about it.
I can watch movie trailers for hours. Except the horror/suspense
ones. Those get me right in the Jung, which is just next to the
zeitgeist. As for the movies themselves, I can enjoy the loooooong,
slooooooow, non-narrative types from, say, Moldova or Iceland. I
can also enjoy the fast, plot-driven films like Z, despite the
absolutely authentic Burnsides and polyester. I'm not above a
well-turned memoir. Waltz with Bashir, for example. Gritty and
charged with violence and emotion -- Battle for Algiers or The
Good, the Bad and the Ugly. Just no horror or suspense. Can't do
My taste in music doesn't pass the taste test. By way of upping my
chops, though, I've been through long periods of Baroque and early
opera, late Baroque (the really angry, fast stuff), High Heroic, I
went through a three out of The Five (Mussorgsky/Rimsky-Korsakov
and Borodin) stretch, as well as Tchaikovsky. I even got into Ravel
and Gershwin the Younger. The rest of it is pretty predictable --
Blonde Redhead, for example, or Ravi Shankar, that fast and
aggressive Metallica stuff. That sort of thing.
As for food, I don't like to harm the furry or ugly things, so I
steer clear of anything without a chloroplast. Despite this, I'm
still not sure how to pronounce "vegan."