the kind of writing that makes me rage...

[boss]

Please excuse my momentary outburst. I just read this sentence (and many like it) in a review for Nick Reding's "Methland". I hate writing like this...

"Too many scenes of sulfurous agony might chase away the most calloused, ambitious reader, so Reding recounts these nightmares sparingly, surrounding them with stretches of patient journalism tracing the convergence of social vectors that made the meth plague nearly inevitable and its eradication well-nigh impossible."

That's all. I feel better now.

[boss]

"The book, wrought from old-fashioned shoe-leather reporting of a type that’s disappearing faster than nonfranchised lunch counters on Main Street, isn’t chiefly a tale of drugs and crime, of dysfunction and despair, but a recession-era tragedy scaled for an “Our Town,” Thornton Wilder stage and seemingly based on a script by William S. Burroughs."

[Gorn Captain]

I share your pain...

[rche]

I'll show you the life of the mind.