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...Affection has a survival instinct. But since Dylan blew away all of my expectations, I will have to amend my initial characterization of his music. It's not mere affection, but I would hate to use the word "love". More accurately, it's a sense of deep appreciation that I was lucky enough to see him before he kicked...
...hate the things I find out during summer. Curricula are suspended, schedules are freeze storaged and it is time to live without consideration or consequence. Necessarily then, those inconvenient anti-epiphanies of a life done wrong, usually kept at bay by the tropes and traps of the ordered day, take the liberty during this nebulous period to enlarge their presence in my life. Opportunistic bastards...
...Furrow has been charged with -- and reportedly has confessed to -? the killing of Ileto, along with those five counts of attempted murder, and prosecutors could seek the death penalty. Yet to a shocked public, and possibly to L.A. prosecutors seeking closure, the trial of Buford Furrow will be about hate. The connections to the white-supremacist, anti-semitic Aryan Nations, the Order and Christian Identity. The picture of Furrows in a Nazi uniform. The reported explanation: A "wake-up call to America to kill Jews." Yet America may be wise enough ?- or stubborn enough ?- not to wake up anything...
...scatters clues but no answers. He wrote: "I have been dying since October. I wake up at night so afraid, so terrified that I couldn't be that afraid while awake it has taken its toll. I have come to hate this life and this system of things. I have come to have no hope ... The fears of the father are transferred to the son. It was from my father to me and from me to my son... I'm sure the details don't matter. There is no excuse, no good reason I am sure no one will understand...
Most critics run on gas and sass. Jarrell, the poet, novelist, children's book author--what didn't he do, and do beautifully?--was a tireless lover of language. He fell in love (and in hate) with the poem or book under review, bringing it alive even as he anatomized it. These essays, selected by Brad Leithauser, open the reader to the Morgan Library of Jarrell's mind, ablaze with a sensible passion and aphoristic wit. "The people who live in a Golden Age," he wrote, "usually go around complaining how yellow everything looks." When Jarrell died in 1965, criticism...