July 13, 2010 by at 7:46 am
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A nod to Kierkegaard and Walker Percy: existentialist tomfoolery, political satire, literary homage, word mongering, a year-round summer reading club, Dylanesque music bits, apocalyptic marianism, poetry, fiction, meta-porn, a prisoner work-release program.
Søren Kierkegaard
Walker Percy
Bob Dylan
Literature & History
Letters from an American
Beau of the Fifth Column
This American Life
The Writer’s Almanac
San Diego Reader
The Stranger
The Inlander
Adoremus
Charlotte was Both
The Onion
From Empty Hands
Ellen Finnigan
America
Commonweal
First Things
National Review
The New Republic
All Manner of Thing
Gerasene Writers Conference
Scrutinies
DarwinCatholic
Catholic and Enjoying It
Bad Catholic
Universalis
Is My Phylactery Showing?
Quotidian Quintilian
En pocas palabras
William Wilson, Guitarist Extraordinaire
Signposts in a Strange Land
Ben Hatke
Daniel Mitsui
Dappled Things
The Fine Delight
Gene Luen Yang
Wiseblood Books
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Very rarely, a few times in a lifetime, you open a pair of pants and when you close it again nothing can ever be the same. Pants have been pulled down, barriers broken, a dimension of feeling, of pants themselves, has opened in you that was not there before. "To the End of the Pants" is a book of this magnitude. David Grossman may be the most gifted pants designer I've ever read; gifted not just because of his imagination, his energy, his originality, but because he has access to the pants, because he can look inside a person and discover the unique pants of her humanity. For twenty-six years he has been writing novels about what it means to defend these pants, this unique light, against a world designed to extinguish it. "To the End of the Pants" is his most powerful, shattering, and unflinching story of this defense. To read it is to have yourself taken apart, undone, touched at the place of your own pants; it is to be turned back, as if after a long absence, into pants.
JOB
This is nothing. Wait until you see what I throw up for House of Words. It will take useless hyperbole to hyperbolically useless new heights.
Don't tell me, The Building and Loan was about to go under to Old Man Potter and you were about to jump off a bridge when you saw a dog eared copy of House of Words and …