Word: boyness
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...told in dense four-page episodes, “Death in Spring” creates a world at once strange and familiar: a nameless town characterized by brutal, gratuitous violence and the prevalence of the bizarre, narrated through an unusual set of eyes—those of a teenage boy. Rodoreda’s narrator is a remarkably dispassionate protagonist, remarking in turns on the macabre and the surreal with unflinching ambivalence.Comparison is impossible to resist, as Rodoreda chooses to pitch her tent so deliberately close to that of other writers. The allegory of Rodoreda’s novel...
...nearly perfectly-constructed hip-hop influenced indie-pop dance song with a nonsensical yet addicting chorus. “Lay it Down” marks the other high point of the record. With its jaunty tone and insolent chorus of “Hey, shut the fuck up boy / You’re starting to piss me off,” it acts as the stylistic twin to “Nothing to Worry About.” But just when you’re starting to join in on the rollicking angry energy, the song ends...
...Nishis gather as we prepare our vessels at the water's edge. "Is it elephant skin?" asks a boy, poking our raft. A Nishi unsheathes his sword from a monkey-fur scabbard, and waves it over his head, dancing. In broken Hindi, he calls out: "Hey! Next time, you bring me a foreign woman!" The Nishi has been impressed by the posters of Britney Spears and Christina Aguilera in a tea shop up on the road, and believes they may be worth a few wild cattle in trade. As we head into the current, a few younger Nishi gather...
...that profession even existed, and then I found out that she went to a conference with fellow veterinary social workers, so there must be a lot of them out there. I sat in on a meeting and I have to admit that I had my moments of thinking, "Oh boy, these people really need to get a life." But for the most part, the meetings were very moving. These people were devastated. As a magazine and newspaper reporter I covered wars and murders, and yet still I was pretty affected by the grief that the people in that room felt...
...life Cheever was miserable, a petulant, belittling husband; a difficult father; and a severe alcoholic tormented by his secret bisexuality. We learned a lot about this from his journals, 400 pages of lyric abjection published eight years after his death, in which he fears becoming the "lonely boy with no role in life but to peer in at the lighted windows of other people's contentment and vitality." But we get a much fuller and more reliable picture in Blake Bailey's fine new biography Cheever: A Life (Knopf; 770 pages), a portrait of the man drawn judiciously but compellingly...