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The Sunday Chron Book Review featured a few titles that caught my eye - the first being Benjamin R. Barber's new book criticizing capitalism's creeping tendency to replace every ethic with the market mentality. Check it: "Consumed: How Markets Corrupt Children, Infantilize Adults, and Swallow Citizens Whole"

Barber seems to suffer from the "wow-look-at-how-many-big-words-I-can-throw-into-one-sentence-to-sound-impressive" syndrome, but in spite of the windbaggy-ness I dig his polemical and passionate stance.

Turn the front page, however, and you find a little less-bombastic review down the lefthand side of the page. A book of short stories by a woman named Ahdaf Soueif called, very simply: "I Think of You." The stories themselves sound a little too middle-aged-woman-bitter to make me want to pick up the book, but that title's been resonating in my mind like the echoes of a gong in the days since. Don't you think those four little words, so simple and obvious and seemingly quaint, are just about the most romantic words a person could ever hear? I love their simplicity and genuine frankness, their lack of pretension and refusal of excess. Not too much, not gushy, not overwrought; just lovely in their own perfectly rounded solid little way.

Just a thought on this Wednesday morning. A burgeoning Giants fan's gotta think about something else after yesterday's ugly 7-0 loss to the Padres. Ouch! It can only get better from here.


Anonymous said…
heard barber on npr yesterday talking about the evils of bottled water and implications for global water inequity, from that alone i think hes great. maybe ill check his book.

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