Word: reade
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...vast majority of our kids, the ones we love and never read about, make it through high school intact, without incident. They do the reading and sing in the choir and bag groceries after school and buy the class T shirt and don't pierce anything below their ears. And yet everything that happens to them is huge. Everybody matters: the teacher who hoists students' ambitions up to meet their potential, or the one who just ignores whatever they say until they stop saying anything; the nurse who takes students into her home to keep them from falling apart...
...wealth in history and why Silicon Valley is the center of the universe (and how Clark came to be the center of the Valley). I tend to dislike most nonfiction, since so many writers approach their work as if they were doing the reader a favor--"Sit down and read this unreadably dull book because it's good for you." Not Lewis, who makes Silicon Valley as thrilling and intelligible as he made Wall Street in his best-selling Liar's Poker...
...want Susan Faludi's pity. I want her tight little body. That's the kind of supermasculine attitude that she pines for in her book Stiffed, a lamentation on the emasculated American man. As part of my continuing series on books no one outside the media is reading ("In Defense of Irony," TIME, Oct. 4, 1999, p. 42), I want to say that almost all the parts of Stiffed I read are totally stupid. The main exception is on page 649 in the bibliography ("Joel Stein, 'Porn Goes Mainstream,'" TIME, Sept. 7, 1998, p. 54). I recommend buying the book...
...bachelor farmers, Harold and Raymond McPheron; and Victoria Roubideaux, a pregnant teenager with nowhere to go. Once the McPherons agree to care for Victoria, Haruf has roped in his plot as if it were the most cooperative of heifers. The cliches are plentiful, but this is a lovely read, illuminated by sparks of spare beauty...
...last year a seemingly innocent bit of history homework left Paya feeling bitter and alone. The assignment was for students to write anonymous essays about their views on racism and whether they themselves might be racist. Days later, when the teacher read some of the essays aloud, Rhodes couldn't believe what she heard. One paper, she recalls, described black kids as "loud, obnoxious show-offs." Another depicted blacks as inferior. As usual, Paya was the only black student in the class. "I felt real uncomfortable and out of place," she recalls. "These were people I talked to and worked...