Word: normans
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Organization Man" syndrome of modern sociology, do have different spiritual centers even if their everyday behavior seems tightly organized and compulsively conformist. The simple fact that most of us have genes and cultural traits acquired somewhere else than in America necessitates a fence-straddling approach to national identity. Norman Mailer, among others, has tried to speak to the American side of us, i.e., to the side that we have acquired since getting off the boat. Philip Roth, on the other hand, has attempted to bring us back to the boat while we sit, stagnant, in America and has superbly evoked...
Rumors had been buzzing that if Norman Mailer won a National Book Award this year, he would turn it down in a gesture of defiance to the Establishment. But when Mailer was named winner in arts and letters for The Armies of the Night, he accepted. Not for him the self-denial of Jean-Paul Sartre, who refused a Nobel prize in 1964. "Sartre said he did not want people to refer to him as Sartre the Nobel prizewinner, but just as Sartre," Mailer recalled. "The fact is, the bourgeois call him Sartre the perverted existentialist...
AFTERWORDS: NOVELISTS ON THEIR NOVELS, edited by Thomas McCormack. The anxiety, excitement and loneliness of confronting blank sheets of paper, sharply recalled and brightly written by 14 novelists, including Norman Mailer, Truman Capote and Louis Auchincloss...
...going to be saved by reason or unreason." Said Author Leslie Fiedler: "Reason, although dead, holds us with an embrace that looks like a lovers' embrace but turns out to be rigor mortis. Unless we're necrophiles, we'd better let go." Intoned Norman Mailer: "Somewhere, something incredible happened in history-the wrong guys won. We're heading for a conclusion that consists of Joey Namath grinning hungrily over the line at Earl Morrall...
...modern traveler in the Basilicata region of Southern Italy easily imagines himself in the Middle Ages. On the hill opposite, like a romantic vision, sits an amphitheater of golden-tinted houses with red-tiled roofs rising row upon row to the double crown of a ducal palace and a Norman tower...