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...brought to my attention recently by a reader of this column that not once in the 18 months I've been doing this have I written about the World Wide Web--never. Perhaps it's because I spend so much time there that I don't consider it special. After all, you don't see folks writing about the new and exciting world of paved roads or mail delivery, do you? That stuff...
...Stuart is, as hokey as it may sound,necessarily honest to the reader and to herself.From this self-awareness stems her charming wit,uproariously deadpan delivery of madcap WASPmaneuverings and an impeccable sense of comictiming, matched with a poet's (or at leastrelated-to-a-poet's) awareness and a mother'stenderness. She is quick to admit to the bigoted,petty and, yes, manic shortcomings of hermuch-institutionalized family, but just as quickto admit her own shortcomings and accept them all.As this first cousin knows, being neurotic isgood, but knowing you're neurotic is even better
...mentioned earlier, the hilarity of each story depends on the reader. This particular one barely smiled at "Lenny Bruce: The Making of a Sitcom," and bristled more than a little when she read "Adolf Hitler: The Larry King Interview." However, some of the pieces--including "The Last Supper, or the Dead Waiter," which follows the arrogant complaints of a waiter who received a small tip at the Last Supper; and "The New Judaism," which expresses fears that "the Hare Krishnas will soon be kicking our ass" and wants to rename God "Uncle Pete"--prove that Stewart can proverbially blow political...
...college,and he has not rowed at elite levels--these arefacts that he freely discusses in the book. Hedoes his best to subsidize this deficit ofexperience by recounting anecdotes about rowersand coaches at various levels. While Lambertsummarizes other rowers' stories effectively, theconclusions he draws are so all-encompassing thatthe reader begins to wonder how many people he cangenuinely speak...
These same unseen currents keep Lindberg'smemoir aloft, an invisible synthesis of style andease of language. The perceived disorder of thefirst few chapters fades away as the reader iscarried by these currents and Lindbergh'scompelling voice as she navigates her family storywith a quiet, determined tenacity that evokes herfather's meticulousness and her mother'stenderness...