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...hell are Sinclair Lewis, William Faulkner and Ernest Hemingway, anyway? Merely Nobel Prizewinners who have written sentimental slop . . . And Steinbeck-pooh ! A lowly proletarian who drips grief over his characters. Then there's James Gould Cozzens, awarded the Pulitzer Prize, whose quoted utterances reflect flashes of his own many-faceted snooty character. Sex. "What's a woman for?" "The thing you have to know is yourself; you are people." And so, his stable of characters, I suspect, is a hash-up of his own personality...
...could have run in Little Folks magazine. Under the rough exterior of Hemingway, he's just a great big bleeding heart. Sinclair Lewis was a crypto-sentimentalist and a slovenly writer who managed a slight falsification of life in order to move the reader. Faulkner falsified life for dramatic effect. It's sentimentality disguised by the corncob. I can't read ten pages of Steinbeck without throwing up. I couldn't read the proletarian crap that came out in the '30s; again you had sentimentalism-the poor oppressed workers...
...this race, and veteran bow John Lapsley will move to the number seven oar. Bob McLaughlin will occupy the important cox position, and Fred Schwartz will be stroke. The rest of the boat will be Art Hodges, two; Jim McClennon, three; Jim Leonard, four; Peter Tulloch, five; and Charlie Faulkner...
...Faulkner, his stay in an ivory tower 'at Charlottesville was a pleasant interlude. He spent hours playing with his 13-month-old grandson Paul Summers (his daughter Jill is married to a third-year law student at the university). He also toured nearby Civil War battlefields in a battered station wagon. He and his wife lived in a Georgian house just a 15-minute walk from the rolling campus that Thomas Jefferson picked for the university he designed and started to build. Normally shy, Faulkner delighted school officials by accepting outside speaking invitations...
Last week, after his final class, Faulkner tried to compare the students he had met at Virginia with his own generation. "They are more intellectually curious; they are more daring," he carefully summarized. "But they have more and more pressures to be submergent to a mass. The young man is tricked into not realizing the pressures to belong to a mass, a group which wants to do his thinking for him, give him his ideas." Rebel Faulkner's final advice: "The young man must struggle against the mass...