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These women live suspended in contradictions: tree-lined Grosse Pointe streets and prison cells; handmade lace and machine guns; family portraits and FBI mug shots. They disbelieve the ugly headlines about their men, and they bristle at the stereotype of themselves as provincial peasant wives who never leave the nursery or their knees...
...latest social history, Stephen Birmingham does for the black rich what he did for the Irish rich in Real Lace, the Jewish rich in Our Crowd, and the Wasp rich in The Right People. With a raconteur's ear for a good anecdote and an interior decorator's eye for a well-placed objet d'art, he classifies the values of the wealthy blacks, their habits, schools, clubs, skin tones, accents, charities and floor plans...
...blowing up orphanages and hospitals somehow doesn't have the romantic appeal of the Easter Rebellion, so for the most part the Irish in America don't think much about the homeland. Instead they've bothered themselves with making money, becoming "respectable," moving from the shanties to the lace-curtain homes and beyond--green flags now take a back seat to greenbacks. But along with all the forgotten bombast and romance, the quaint but discarded jingoism and superstition, something very real vanished. Somehow, growing up Irish-American became just like growing up American. The melting pot claimed another victim...
...make the purchase unnecessary. Like any success story, the book starts with the meteoric rise of the family's patriarch, Thomas E. Murray, a founder of Con Ed, from the depths of shanty Irish poverty to the top of the corporate utility world, a $9 million fortune, and more lace curtains than he ever could have imagined. And the story stays sweet for a while. Corry shows the first triumphant flush of Irish-Catholic society, as Murray's innumerable children factored their father's millions into a family treasury that surpassed even the Kennedys', and then built a towering wall...
...painting as full of style and chic as an egg is of albumin. But is the kind of sensibility in its design-the springy black silhouette of blouse and tunic relieved by one dash of white, the brisk notation of the face smeared and flecked by the black lace veil, the emphatic circumflex of the painted fan behind the girl's head-essentially different from that of Degas, Cassatt's mentor? Stylishness does not go by gender; perhaps it never did. Cecilia Beaux's Sita and Sarita (1921) looks "feminine" when you know that...