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...difference between telling a funny joke and being funny, being a source of humor rather than a conduit for it. As Richie, Barlowski’s humor came straight from the spleen (the funniest internal organ I can think of). As a result, “Hello Twelve, Hello Thirteen, Hello Love”—a strange song that is mostly about puberty (disclaimer: I have no idea what this song is actually about)—is the show’s most joyful moment.It is also the production’s musical high point. On Friday...
...extraordinarily young soccer team—consisting of thirteen freshman, six sophomores, and a single senior—was suddenly left adrift without a coach...
Charles Frazier's Thirteen Moons (Random House; 422 pages) isn't about the end of the world, just the end of a world. Frazier is something of an ambulance chaser when it comes to historical disasters--his best seller Cold Mountain was about the fall of the South in the Civil War. Thirteen Moons, Frazier's second novel, consists of the late-life recollections of one Will Cooper, an orphan who at 12 was put in charge of a remote trading post on the outskirts of the Cherokee Nation. There Will encountered two father figures--the wise, laconic chief Bear...
Thank the cruel, vengeful gods for Cormac McCarthy, who delivers a much more comprehensive apocalypse in The Road (Knopf; 241 pages), which is about half the length of Thirteen Moons but 20 times as ruthless. The scenario: a man and his son push a shopping cart with a wiggly wheel through a landscape from which all plant and animal life has been scoured by some undefined but definitive calamity--we know only of "a long shear of light and then a series of low concussions" that left survivors "sitting on the sidewalk in the dawn half immolate and smoking...
...Your article about the risk of terrorism [Aug. 21] brought back a bad memory. Thirteen years ago, I was on a plane traveling from my native city, Lucknow, to New Delhi. Fifteen minutes into the flight, I saw a young man walk from his seat into the galley; he was armed with a plastic jar and a matchbox. My worst fears were confirmed a few minutes later on seeing the ashen face of the flight attendant. We had been hijacked. It seems that not much has changed since then. It is better to exercise caution by strengthening security systems...