Norm and the rest of the Plumes should be frolicking in the breakers since they have all fled to the Delmarvan homeland as they do at this time every year, leaving Ed and us to do the heavy reading. Expect lighter than the usual ultralite postings until the return of the Plumes.
Mercantile lecturer Dominique Browning’s blurb for Cathleen Schine’s updating of Sense and Sensibility puts the book in the heart of chick-lit territory which hacked us off a little, not because we’re afraid to be seen with a bit of froth in our possession – we’re not – we’re not – but because we don’t put Jane Austen in the chick-lit ghetto and nor would we put the Weissmanns there, as Schine, who will be here in September for the Modern Novel lecture is a Good and Funny Writer, a better box to be found in than Chick-lit writer, if one has to be in a box. Which of course one shouldn’t.
Alan Ehrenhalt’s The Great Inversion is about the possibly happening right now re-jiggering of American social boundaries that may turn our cities into something along European (gasp!) lines with the comfortably well off living in the walkable-to-Starbucks heart of town and the paycheck to paycheck victims sentenced to the exurban edges where they will continue to have to spend a quarter of those paychecks on transportation since there is no public transit between the culs-de-sac and the jobs. Ehrenhalt has evidence.
The section on Philadelphia may be the best in the book.