Letters 10-24-2016

It’s Obama’s 1984 Several editions ago I concluded a short letter to the editor with an ominous rhetorical flourish: “Welcome to George Orwell’s 1984 and the grand opening of the Federal Department of Truth!” At the time I am sure most of the readers laughed off my comments as right-wing hyperbole. Shame on you for doubting me...

Gun Bans Don’t Work It is said that mass violence only happens in the USA. A lone gunman in a rubber boat, drifted ashore at a popular resort in Tunisia and randomly shot and killed 38 mostly British and Irish tourists. Tunisian gun laws, which are among the most restrictive in the world, didn’t stop this mass slaughter. And in January 2015, two armed men killed 11 and wounded 11 others in an attack on the French satirical magazine Charlie Hebdo. French gun laws didn’t stop these assassins...

Scripps’ Good Deed No good deed shall go unpunished! When Dan Scripps was the 101st District State Representative, he introduced legislation to prevent corporations from contaminating (e.g. fracking) or depleting (e.g. Nestle) Michigan’s water table for corporate profit. There are no property lines in the water table, and many of us depend on private wells for abundant, safe, clean water. In the subsequent election, Dan’s opponents ran a negative campaign almost solely on the misrepresentation that Dan’s good deed was a government takeover of your private water well...

Political Definitions As the time to vote draws near it’s a good time to check into what you stand for. According to Dictionary.com the meanings for liberal and conservative are as follows:

Liberal: Favorable to progress or reform as in political or religious affairs.

Conservative: Disposed to preserve existing conditions, institutions, etc., or to restore traditions and limit change...

Voting Takes A Month? Hurricane Matthew hit the Florida coast Oct. 6, over three weeks before Election Day. Bob Ross (Oct. 17th issue) posits that perhaps evacuation orders from Governor Scott may have had political motivations to diminish turnout and seems to praise Hillary Clinton’s call for Gov. Scott to extend Florida’s voter registration deadline due to evacuations...

Clinton Foundation Facts Does the Clinton Foundation really spend a mere 10 percent (per Mike Pence) or 20 percent (per Reince Priebus) of its money on charity? Not true. Charity Watch gives it an A rating (the same as it gives the NRA Foundation) and says it spends 88 percent on charitable causes, and 12 percent on overhead. Here is the source of the misunderstanding: The Foundation does give only a small percentage of its money to charitable organizations, but it spends far more money directly running a number of programs...

America Needs Change Trump supports our constitution, will appoint judges that will keep our freedoms safe. He supports the partial-birth ban; Hillary voted against it. Regardless of how you feel about Trump, critical issues are at stake. Trump will increase national security, monitor refugee admissions, endorse our vital military forces while fighting ISIS. Vice-presidential candidate Mike Pence will be an intelligent asset for the country. Hillary wants open borders, increased government regulation, and more demilitarization at a time when we need strong military defenses...

My Process For No I will be voting “no” on Prop 3 because I am supportive of the process that is in place to review and approve developments. I was on the Traverse City Planning Commission in the 1990s and gained an appreciation for all of the work that goes into a review. The staff reviews the project and makes a recommendation. The developer then makes a presentation, and fellow commissioners and the public can ask questions and make comments. By the end of the process, I knew how to vote for a project, up or down. This process then repeats itself at the City Commission...

Regarding Your Postcard If you received a “Vote No” postcard from StandUp TC, don’t believe their lies. Prop 3 is not illegal. It won’t cost city taxpayers thousands of dollars in legal bills or special elections. Prop 3 is about protecting our downtown -- not Munson, NMC or the Commons -- from a future of ugly skyscrapers that will diminish the very character of our downtown...

Vote Yes It has been suggested that a recall or re-election of current city staff and Traverse City Commission would work better than Prop 3. I disagree. A recall campaign is the most divisive, costly type of election possible. Prop 3, when passed, will allow all city residents an opportunity to vote on any proposed development over 60 feet tall at no cost to the taxpayer...

Yes Vote Explained A “yes” vote on Prop 3 will give Traverse City the right to vote on developments over 60 feet high. It doesn’t require votes on every future building, as incorrectly stated by a previous letter writer. If referendums are held during general elections, taxpayers pay nothing...

Beware Trump When the country you love have have served for 33 years is threatened, you have an obligation and a duty to speak out. Now is the time for all Americans to speak out against a possible Donald Trump presidency. During the past year Trump has been exposed as a pathological liar, a demagogue and a person who is totally unfit to assume the presidency of our already great country...

Picture Worth 1,000 Words Nobody disagrees with the need for affordable housing or that a certain level of density is dollar smart for TC. The issue is the proposed solution. If you haven’t already seen the architect’s rendition for the site, please Google “Pine Street Development Traverse City”...

Living Wage, Not Tall Buildings Our community deserves better than the StandUp TC “vote no” arguments. They are not truthful. Their yard signs say: “More Housing. Less Red Tape. Vote like you want your kids to live here.” The truth: More housing, but for whom? At what price..

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An Addict Torn into A Million Little Pieces

Nancy Sundstrom - May 8th, 2003
I don’t know whether to give this next statement a caveat, or simply make it. I have just now decided to opt for the latter.
“A Million Little Pieces“ by James Frey is a book unlike any other I have ever read. It almost seems an understatement to call it electrifying, engrossing, horrifying, heartbreaking, haunting, and unforgettable, but it is all those things. And then some.
A debut memoir that has had the literary world buzzing for the past six months or so and has been hailed as the “War and Peace“ of its genre, it is a tale about an alcohol and drug addiction that has never been told in such a way before. Its uncompromising fury and forthrightness and visceral, repetitive, kinetic style reveal not just a story about the darkest abyss to which a human can sink, but the incredible light that can be found in redemption. And throughout, right up until the very last page, you are not sure which tale you are reading.
In a word, the book is remarkable.
It begins with the then-23-year-old waking up on a plane, not knowing where he came from, where he is going, or what happened to him. Immediately, the reader is plunged headfirst into his trainwreck of a life, and Frey’s prose dares you to look away:

“I wake to the drone of an airplane engine and the feeling of something warm dripping down my chin. I lift my hand to feel my face. My front four teeth are gone, I have a hole in my cheek, my nose is broken and my eyes are swollen nearly shut. I open them and I look around and I‘m in the back of a plane and there‘s no one near me. I look at my clothes and my clothes are covered with a colorful mixture of spit, snot, urine, vomit and blood.
I reach for the call button and I find it and I push it and I wait and thirty seconds later an Attendant arrives.
How can I help you?
Where am I going?
You don‘t know?
You‘re going to Chicago, Sir.
How did I get here?
A Doctor and two men brought you on.
They say anything?
They talked to the Captain, Sir.
We were told to let you sleep. How long till we land?
About twenty minutes.
Thank you.
Although I never look up, I know she smiles and feels sorry for me. She shouldn‘t.
A short while later we touch down. I look around for anything I might have with me, but there‘s nothing. No ticket, no bags, no clothes, no wallet. I sit and I wait and I try to figure out what happened. Nothing comes.
Once the rest of the Passengers are gone I stand and start to make my way to the door. After about five steps I sit back down. Walking is out of the question.
I see my Attendant friend and I raise a hand.
Are you okay?
What‘s wrong?
I can‘t really walk.
If you make it to the door I can get you a chair.
How far is the door?
Not far.
I stand. I wobble. I sit back down. I stare at the floor and take a deep breath.
You‘ll be all right. I look up and she‘s smiling.
Here. She holds out her hand and I take it. I stand and I lean against her and she helps me down the Aisle. We get to the door. I‘ll be right back. I let go of her hand and I sit down on the steel bridge of the Jetway that connects the Plane to the Gate. I‘m not going anywhere. She laughs and I watch her walk away and I close my eyes. My head hurts, my mouth hurts, my eyes hurt, my hands hurt. Things without names hurt. I rub my stomach. I can feel it coming. Fast and strong and burning. No way to stop it, just close your eyes and let it ride. It comes and I recoil from the stench and the pain. There‘s nothing I can do. Oh my God. I open my eyes. I‘m all right. Let me find a Doctor. I‘ll be fine. Just get me out of here.
Can you stand?
Yeah, I can stand.
I stand and I brush myself off and I wipe my hands on the floor and I sit down in the wheelchair she has brought me. She goes around to the back of the chair and she starts pushing.
Is someone here for you?
I hope so.
You don‘t know.
What if no one‘s there? I
t‘s happened before, I‘ll find my way.“

Wanted by authorities in three states, without ID or any money, his body and face mangled and tortured, Frey has just hit the ultimate rock bottom of a 13-year alcohol and crack cocaine habit that began when he was only 10. He has no illusions about who he is, and his oft-repeated mantra is “I am an Alcoholic and I am a drug Addict and I am a Criminal.“ As he gets off the plane, his stunned family is there to take him to the famed Hazelden Clinic in Minneapolis, MN, but Frey is hardly a likely candidate for rehab, and steadfastly refuses to have anything to do with AA, Twelve Steps, higher powers, or any of the recognized methods that have been used to conquer addiction.
At Hazelden, he does, however, find steadily brighter glimmers of light that come from unlikely places, namely in an ill-fated romance he has with a doomed crack addict named Lilly, a friendship he builds with a mysterious crime figure and a federal judge who challenge him to confront his demons of rage and pain, and staff members who can’t support his resistence to the addiction treatment principles they will not deviate from, but gradually warm to his belief that he can say yes or no to abuse, and he intends to choose “no.“
Throughout the nearly 400 pages of the book, there are sections that will force the reader to stand back, if not recoil from the horror that is being played out. One of the most harrowing sections comes early when Frey undergoes major dental surgery without any anesthesia of any sort or painkillers. His detailed, pitiless accounting of his years of abuse and crime are another, as is the section where he lists every wrong he has ever committed in his life, especially those done while under the influence or in search of more drugs and alcohol.
There are others, believe me, there are many others, and a testament to the power of what can be an almost surreal reading experience comes in the form of sometimes having to re-read a section, let alone picking the book up again once you’ve finished to start over again. Frey has declared that he wants to be “the greatest literary voice“ of his generation, and whether that will turn out to be the case remains to be seen, but one thing for now is certain - he has written a stunning book that couldn’t be more dark and terrible, and yet manages to be inspiring. For whatever reasons, I cannot stop thinking about it, and I know I’m not alone.

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