Willie and Me Part 1

Enjoying William Faulkner is akin to enjoying Scotch whisky, the taste is not natural, it has to be cultivated. Like Scotch, too much of Faulkner will numb your mind so one should only read his writing in modest doses to fully appreciate it. Anyone who publishes a book may be called an author. The really good story tellers may additionally be called writers. Then there are a few that are so beautiful with words they qualify as artists. Faulkner is unquestionably an artist.

Recently I located an elusive modern library copy of Absalom, Absalom!  The title appears just like that on a plain white dust cover, no picture or scenery . I first bought the book in the summer of 1971 and kept  it around for 30 years until it disappeared. I wanted it to reappear but it just didn’t, the longer it was gone the more I wanted it. I couldn’t understand why I wouldn’t accept another copy, after all it is the same book, but I just couldn’t. Now that I have procured it, it is only logical to re- read it.  Having submersed myself, I suddenly recalled why I so admired this particular dust jacket. Nothing can enhance the eloquence and linguistic majesty of the art itself so just the title is perfect, just as a well-crafted whisky glass adds to the ambience of a great scotch, given a choice one would not drink it out of a paper cup.

When I fell in love with Willie, in that summer of 1971, I didn’t really know what the attraction was. You have to really want to understand his writing or there is not enough patience in the world to reinforce the exercise. His narrative technique is by far the most complex I have ever read and his vocabulary is extraordinary. His subject material is the core of Americas “original sin”. Slavery: slavery and the failed legacy of a civilization’s cultural promise that became more hellish than mythical, the American South. His telling was/is nothing like the romantic version of GWTW. He focuses on the internal struggles of the descendants of that culture, its entire hierarchy; these struggles become universally symbolic of man’s perpetual conflicts between good and evil.

Faulkner steadfastly denied that he did any research on his material, offering that his plots and characters came from the creative process. So of course all the thousands of critics that followed and analyzed his work endeavored to identify if that were true or if he had some master source that he wouldn’t reveal.  I fell into that group and spent many hours reading critics and attempting to identify and map his possible reference resources.  My apartment looked like a police investigatory office with charts and timelines all over the walls. I failed! I received a B+ in my Individual Study Course because my professor enjoyed the “free” research data that he got to keep for his own future use.

Fast forward to 2010, the truth was revealed by the discovery of his true resource material. Dr. Sally Wolff  discovered a friend of the Faulkner family that  inherited a plantation diary recounting daily life in the Antebellum South. After reading her publication, Ledgers of History, it seems quite likely that the many hours Faulkner spent reading, re-reading, note taking and discussing the material, along with oral tradition of the “front porch” South, the ledger was key source material. Her book so fascinated me that I felt reenergized enough to again undertake the enriching challenge of reading Faulkner. So I begin with Absalom, Absalom! Bound in the perfectly modest dust cover that I first discovered in Bills Bookstore in the summer of 1971.


At Least US Grant saved the Republic Once but this guy………..WOW.

Obama’s 2008 bumper sticker was hope and CHANGE. I guess that will be good enough for Romney in 2012. It is increasingly evident that we have a liar in the Whitehouse, the worst kind of President, a divider. He campaigned on hope and change, promised unity and transparency of rule but has completely done the opposite. Hiding behind the disguise of cool and guilelessness, he divides and obfuscates, falsely personifying the opposition as villains who are threatening the Republic. It’s a classic deception practiced by many throughout history. Now all can see it on display as his administration slides from one faux pas to the next: selling guns to terrorists one day, partying with hookers, and lavishly wasting tax payers money on Vegas boondoggles the next. EPA staff explains that enforcement becomes easier once you roll into town and use the Roman practice of grabbing the first 3 men you can find and crucifying them, while ICE leadership scams hundreds of thousands of fake travel docs.  

There is neither integrity nor honesty in our Government, and it is clearer every day that massive downsizing would save the country Billions of unnecessary administrative overhead. If folks had more productivity to be accountable for perhaps they wouldn’t have so much time and treasury to waste.

There is no oversight of Federal Staff, only politics in the Oval Office.  The most amazing part is that the occupiers are protesting corporate greed and ignoring the bigger crooks we actually have a say in retaining or firing.  






‘This is the man who sprang from nowhere with that thrilling 2004 convention speech declaring that there is “not a black America and white America and Latino America and Asian America; there’s the United States of America.””

Liar Liar Liar!!!

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