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...didn't rent the black kid a room, and the 56-year-old Bradley chews his lip and looks at the floor. His second grade music teacher sings his praises, and he gazes into the distance, even forgetting to thank her as she goes by--until his wife, Ernestine Schlant, elbows him and he hauls himself out of the chair and gives the old lady...
...true that people hunt for the person who somehow gets us closer to the dream of who we hope to become, then the gaze of the attractive, petite brunet often at Bill Bradley's side is instructive. From the beginning, academic and author Ernestine Misslbeck Schlant, 64, seemed to see him for who he wanted to be: a thinker, not just a jock; a statesman, not just a pol; sensitive and warm, not just arrogantly bright. Indeed, Dan Okimoto, Stanford professor and Bradley's college roommate, recalls that when Bradley first told him of Ernestine, he didn't start...
Bill Bradley has lost his wife. He calls her name while charging toward the church across the street from his childhood home in Crystal City, Mo., but Ernestine Schlant has vanished. She is trapped somewhere behind the electronic thicket--a mad bristling of boom mikes and long lenses, tape recorders and power packs, TV cameras shouldered by guys who look like defensive linemen gone to seed, all of them barreling hell-bent for Bradley...
...Language of Silence (Routledge; 277 pages; $20.99) is in a sense Schlant's response to that reticence. Formally, the book is a study of postwar West German literature. But it has a stinging moral premise: that even the country's most liberal writers of the period committed sins of omission when dealing with the legacy of mass murder. Schlant's evidence is eye opening. The late '40s, for example, were dominated by a "literature of rubble," which dealt narrowly with Germany's wartime suffering. An anthology of stories published by the school of writers known famously as Group 47 contained...
...Schlant boldly puts a society's literature on the couch, but her underlying meaning is also strong: only individuals are capable of feeling grief and the release that comes with mourning the loss of innocence. Change, therefore, must come one good book and one generous gesture at a time...