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Letters 08-31-2015

Inalienable Rights This is a response to the “No More State Theatre” in your August 24th edition. I think I will not be the only response to this pathetic and narrow-minded letter that seems rather out of place in the northern Michigan that I know. To think we will not be getting your 25 cents for the movie you refused to see, but more importantly we will be without your “two cents” on your thoughts of a marriage at the State Theatre...

Enthusiastically Democratic Since I was one of the approximately 160 people present at when Senator Debbie Stabenow spoke on August 14 in Charlevoix, I was surprised to read in a letter to Northern Express that there was a “rather muted” response to Debbie’s announcement that she has endorsed Hillary Clinton for president...

Not Hurting I surely think the State Theatre will survive not having the homophobic presence of Colleen Smith and her family attend any matinees. I think “Ms.” Smith might also want to make sure that any medical personnel, bank staff, grocery store staff, waiters and/or waitress, etc. are not homosexual before accepting any service or product from them...

Stay Home I did not know whether to laugh or cry when I read the letter of the extremely homophobic, “disgusted” writer. She now refuses to patronize the State Theatre because she evidently feels that its confines have been poisoned by the gay wedding ceremony held there...

Keep Away In response to Colleen Smith of Cadillac who refused to bring her family to the State Theatre because there was a gay wedding there: Keep your 25 cents and your family out of Traverse City...

Celebrating Moore And A Theatre I was 10 years old when I had the privilege to see my first film at the State Theatre. I will never forget that experience. The screen was almost the size of my bedroom I shared with my older sister. The bursting sounds made me believe I was part of the film...

Outdated Thinking This letter is in response to Colleen Smith. She made public her choice to no longer go to the State Theater due to the fact that “some homosexuals” got married there. I’m not outraged by her choice; we don’t need any more hateful, self-righteous bigots in our town. She can keep her 25 cents...

Mackinac Pipeline Must Be Shut Down Crude oil flowing through Enbridge’s 60-yearold pipeline beneath the Mackinac Straits and the largest collection of fresh water on the planet should be a serious concern for every resident of the USA and Canada. Enbridge has a very “accident” prone track record...

Your Rights To Colleen, who wrote about the State Theatre: Let me thank you for sharing your views; I think most of us are well in support of the first amendment, because as you know- it gives everyone the opportunity to express their opinions. I also wanted to thank Northern Express for not shutting down these types of letters right at the source but rather giving the community a platform for education...

No Role Model [Fascinating Person from last week’s issue] Jada quoted: “I want to be a role model for girls who are interested in being in the outdoors.” I enjoy being in the outdoors, but I don’t want to kill animals for trophy...

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The Corrections Examines a Family on a Tightrope

Nancy Sundstrom - April 4th, 2002
Dazzling. Spellbinding. Exhilarating. Brilliant. Masterpiece.
These adjectives were typical of the sort used last year to describe
Jonathan Franzen‘s “The Corrections,“ a book that has long been on my
reading list and proved to be more than well worth the wait. This is the
type of novel one can actually let age a bit past the initial furor of
its release, and then completely savor because it deserves, if not
surpasses, all of its hype.
In this case, it wasn‘t just that Franzen, the New Yorker and Harper‘s
columnist whose previous two novels were “The Twenty-Seventh City“ and
“Strong Motion,“ had acquitted himself as a Dickens for the new
millennium, he was also at the eye of the storm of the biggest literary
broohaha of 2001.
This infamous event was no less than his sardonic and quite public
dissing of the Oprah Book Club, which had named “The Corrections“ as one
of its picks this past fall. When Franzen expressed that he found the
honor a bit dubious, the queen of talk‘s feathers were majorly ruffled
and she withdrew the endorsement, which sent the author backpedaling
somewhat, but resulted in books literally flying off the shelves. The
flap proved to be a boon, and a substantive one at that.
Still, “The Corrections“ is extraordinary because it is not just a slice
of Midwestern life, but a dense, hefty one that is studded with detail
and imagination and rings with truth. A beautifully crafted saga of the
dysfunctional, five-member Lambert family, it travels a vast cultural,
societal, and emotional landscape and doesn‘t miss a step.
Patriarch Alfred is suffering from dementia and complications of
Parkinson‘s Disease and wife Enid is in complete denial, pinning all of
her optimism on one last Christmas with her three children at her home in
St. Jude‘s. The eldest, Gary, is a depressed, money-minded conservative
who both dreads and embraces his role in shaping the rest of his parents‘
lives. Hipster dufus Chip has lost his college professor tenure after
seducing a student. Rising star chef Denise is torn between the affair
with her boss and the one with her boss‘s wife.
Suffice it to say, all of the complications in the siblings‘ lives create
more than a few reasons why they‘re ducking a Christmas visit home,
exemplified by this early passage where Chip weighs out the decision in
his own idiosyncratic way:

“For a moment it seemed to Chip that his father had become a likable old
stranger; but he knew Alfred, underneath, to be a shouter and a punisher.
The last time Chip had visited his parents in St. Jude, four years
earlier, he‘d taken along his then-girlfriend Ruthie, a peroxided young
Marxist from the North of England, who, after committing numberless
offenses against Enid‘s sensibilities (she lit a cigarette indoors,
laughed out loud at Enid‘s favorite watercolors of Buckingham Palaace,
came to dinner without a bra, and failed to take even one bite of the
“salad“ of water chestnuts and green peas and cheddar-cheese cubes in a
thick mayonnaise sauce which Enid made for festive occasions), had
needled and baited Alfred until he pronouncedd that “the blacks“ would be
the ruination of this country, “the blacks“ were incapable of coexisting
with whites, they expected the government to take care of them, they
didn‘t know the meaning of hard work, what they lacked above all was
discipline, it was going to end with slaughter in the streets, with
slaughter in the streets, and he didn‘t give a damn what Ruthie thought
of him, she was a visitor in his house and his country, and she had no
rights to criticize things she didn‘t understand; whereupon Chip, who‘d
already warned Ruthie that his parents were the squarest people in
America, had smiled at her as if to say, You see? Exactly as advertised.
When Ruthie dumped him not three weeks later, she‘d remarked that he was
more like his father than he seemed to realize.“

Franzen‘s tale literally dances across the tightrope it walks - it is
complex, yet minimalistic; heartbreaking, while extremely funny; and
serious, even as it takes aim at the goofiest of our culture‘s
insecurities. Whether it follows the pain of Alfred‘s increasing
dementia and the narrowing of his world, or charting Chip‘s wild
misadventures as he sets up a fraudulent dotcom in Vilinius, Lithuania,
“The Corrections“ was certainly one of 2001‘s shining literary lights,
and one of a scant handful of breakout books to truly deserve the label
“great“ this early in the new century.



 
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