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...feet to our biorhythms, we still can't cope. While pop psychological and sociological analyses may provide short-term solutions to the problems posed by life in American society, they don't really get to the roots of those problems. Indeed, as Christopher Lasch argues in Haven in a Heartless World, the new nostrums are more symptomatic than curative of America's psychological malaise...
...years the Cowboys appeared to have as much personality as a flat Texas landscape. Too computerized, too efficient, too heartless. Their presence on the football field was as chilling as a ranch-house visit from a cold-eyed Dallas banker holding an overdue mortgage. But just as the years tamed the ostentation of Dallas wealth, so has success slowly transformed the Cowboy image. The coldness has become cool professionalism, with a soupgon of eccentricity. The Cowboys have become the glamour team of pro football, home to the dazzling rookie with the accent on the second syllable, Dorsett...
That spring, they all decided to room together as sophomores. Neither Sam or Mark were heartless, and it would have been hard to tell Todd they didn't really feel he was one of them. Todd wasn't a bad kid, anyway, just a little more nervous than most...
...Heartless World. "My memory operates something like a movie projector when I hit the right switch," Dean writes. With the help of that memory, plus reinforcement from the presidential tapes that proved his charges, Dean chronicles his three years as the President's counsel, conspiring to contain Watergate, his eventual rebellion, revealing the collective White House guilt, and his imprisonment. Cutting through what is likely to be a reader's confused memories, he reveals precisely what he was thinking-and what he assumed Nixon and others meant-as they plotted to contain the scandal. The book also probes...
...Connor died in 1964. In retrospect, that date looks like the end of a literary era. If so, was it because the modern Snopesian world of rootless mechanical men and heartless financiers had finally, as Faulkner was always predicting, done in the South? Or was it that creation flagged once deprived of one powerful, catalytic genius? Whatever the reason, Southern writing today, at the moment of what may be that region's first national triumph in over 100 years, seems stalled between the glorious past and an uncertain future. The past, in fact, has become a burden...