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...gang, "It's all of them: men. It's a state of undeclared war, them hating us, men hating us no matter our age or who the hell we are . . ." Every male who makes an appearance in Oates' 328 pages of female-empowerment myth is a slimy, sweating, smelly brute, a rapist, a feeler, a hitter, a fascist. Here is a casual sample, describing a couple of apparently harmless guys on the street: "The two of them beefy big-bodied men with smallish heads, fleshy faces and restless eyes...
...were looking for the best metaphor for last week's earthquake, its power and ruthlessness, one could hardly do better than this brute subtraction: at 4:30 a.m. on Monday there was a three-story apartment building. Younger people lived on the second and third floors; the older folks tended to live downstairs so as not to climb steps. At 4:31 it was a two-story apartment building, with all the carnage that suggests...
...flatbed train, the soldiers survey their stock -- a pile of emaciated bodies, hundreds of men, dead or near dead -- and begin their work. With brute efficiency they toss the bodies into a deep, burning pit. Down the hill the bodies roll, toward incineration. They don't slide with the burly grace of stunt men; they topple clumsily, bumping into one another, robbed of dignity even in their dying. For agonizing minutes the carnage continues, until the soldiers' job is done and the pit smolders with an almost visible stench...
...Dragons Are Singing Tonight, by Jack Prelutsky (Greenwillow; $15). They sure are, in rum-tiddly-pum verse designed for surefire (no trick at all, for dragons) recitation. Sample: "I'm bored with my bad reputation/ For being a miserable brute/ And being routinely expected / To brazenly pillage and loot." On reflection, however, he decides that "since I can't alter my nature,/ I guess I'll just terrify you." Ferocious dragonographics by illustrator Peter...
Call it a nexus, a linking of best-seller components: war, romance, treachery and the sort of cross-cultural trim that has Admiral Isoroku Yamamoto, mastermind of the Pearl Harbor strike, spouting about American baseball. He hates the Yankees for their brute power and likes the adroit Cardinals because "they play the game more like we do." This used to be called sneaky, though Deford, a veteran sportswriter, scores one for international correctness when Yamamoto notes that Westerners use the term "element of surprise" when referring to their own wily tactics...