Well, I managed to lose this Saturday entirely. Between trying to catch up on my chronically lost sleep, running a few necessary errands (which included the great, and unexpected, pleasure of running into Charles Martel at our local Staples), and an emergency meeting of one of my volunteer committees, I just seemed to lose the day.
The whole lost day thing wasn’t helped by the fact that I made a visit to Goodwill and got myself some good books. One was a stock romance novel that I gobbled in a couple of hours. The other was the book I am now reading: Harry Stein’s How I Accidentally Joined the Vast Right-Wing Conspiracy (and Found Inner Peace). Although published in 2000, it has a timeless feel. Stein was a neocon before they’d coined the word (or, at least, before it had become a pejorative).
The one thing that really stands out, funnily enough, is this review on the back cover:
With a smart aleck’s nerve and a prophet’s boldness, Harry Stein has written a wickedly funny and moral book.
The source of this glowing review? The New York Times. In a post-George Bush era, can you imagine the Times praising a book by an apostate? I can’t. It will be interesting to see what reception the Times gives David Mamet’s new book.
I don’t know what tomorrow brings in terms of my energy, organization and blogging creativity, so consider this an open thread for the time begin.