Here's a long, entertaining
essay from
The Atlantic by
David Foster Wallace about the business of political talk radio. And here's a book I read... well, not too long ago, anyway. I wrote the stuff that follows in late February and am only now getting around to posting it.
Westside: Young Men and Hip Hop in LA, William ShawNot long ago, I mentioned
And Ya Don't Stop!, an anthology of hip-hop journalism. One of the few criticisms I had about it was its Great-Man-ism. Here is a book that remedies that situation (the only other one I can think of, in hip-hop anyway, is the
Experience Music Project's
oral history book), and thinking of Great-Man-ism in hip-hop journalism made me want to reread it. Shaw is a British journalist who tries to write about hip-hop culture in Los Angeles, but he's hindered by the egocentrism of his subjects and by gangsta rap hegemony (though he briefly refers to the Good Life types, the most famous of whom are probably
Jurassic 5). Instead, he winds up writing a bunch of interrelated biographical sketches--rappers like
Mr. Short Khop, who seemed at the time to be destined for fame (of course, no one at the time would've predicted Ice Cube's career arc, either) and washed-up never-weres like Lonzo and Cokane. Besides that, though, Shaw covers aspiring moguls, a street team on a come-up and many, many people with sad gang-related stories.
Westside is a great hip-hop book, and a great Los Angeles book, because it's all about the hustle.
Wanna read about
Left Behind? Here's an
essay from
Harper's, by Arkansan Gene Lyons. Or, here's a Bill Moyers
essay, about rapturism and whatnot, which appeared in the
New York Review of Books. Perhaps you'd like to read some blog entries from a 'progressive evangelical' who, page by page, tears apart the bullshit theology and extremely bad writing (though he seems to lose the stomach for it about 70 pages in).
Bam.
Too highbrow? Here's a
Newsweek profile of Jenkins and LaHaye. Here's a
Christiantiy Today profile of Jenkins (tidbit: he writes about twenty pages a day, finishing a novel in 21 days). How about a Slate article comparing LB to Harry Potter?
Here it is (and
more from Slate). See also this
Mefi post, which touched this whole thing off. Well, that and the
movie. And working in a public library. Library patrons love that shit.