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Just imagine a subway series. Star pitchers Dwight Gooden and Ron Guidry could face off in the seventh game, but Americans nationwide would still have to put up with Bruce Springstein singing the national anthem...
After the Burger meeting, the President instructed Regan that all candidates to succeed the chief should be sitting Justices or federal judges with well- established judicial track records. The Reaganauts did not want to be rudely surprised. They were mindful that Dwight Eisenhower's choice of Chief Justice, Earl Warren, had seemed like a moderate Republican as Governor of & California and promptly turned out to be an innovative liberal as a jurist. A short list of half a dozen contenders was drawn up. It did not include any of Reagan's old political buddies, such as Nevada Senator Paul Laxalt...
...Billie Holiday songs, Krazy Kat, Preston Sturges movies, Ernie Kovacs, the Four Tops, The Mary Tyler Moore Show, Bob Dylan, E.T., even blue jeans, Whoppers and soda pop. But ask again, on a dull, gray, Spenglerian day, and the view is altogether different. Alarming, appalling, totally awesome. The critic Dwight Macdonald called pop culture a spreading ooze back in the 1950s, when Sylvester Stallone was still just a boy. Today America's righteous pop thug is huge, ubiquitous, swaggering from one medium into the next and the next: he is a movie warrior, he is a TV cartoon character...
That great leveling effect, however, has not made pop any more palatable to old-line intellectuals. The contempt was, until rather recently, obligatory and absolute. Mandarin ill will reached a peak in "Masscult & Midcult," Dwight Macdonald's acutely cranky 1960 essay. "Masscult is bad in a new way," he wrote, because "it doesn't even have the theoretical possibility of being good." A pernicious "Gresham's law" was inevitable: good art would be driven out by the bad -- by pop. Another ferocious holdout is William Gass, a very intelligent critic whose opaque, self-conscious novels are the sort of fiction...
...familiar giant plastic waiter, stands in front of his restaurant in Jakarta. Pizza Hut is in Buenos Aires. And foreigners have it our way at nearly 2,000 McDonald's (pace Dwight). Stopping for a Big Mac in Singapore, says a young customer, is "like walking into a bit of America." Last October in Kenya's rugged Rift Valley at the foot of a remote volcano, nomadic Maasai gathered for a rare tribal ceremony. Young warriors' heads were shaved. An ox was ritually slaughtered. And at the edge of the encampment, a concessionaire sold Coke by the bottle...