Cacciaguida

Defending the 12th century since the 14th; blogging since the 21st.

Catholicism, Conservatism, the Middle Ages, Opera, and Historical and Literary Objets d'Art blogged by a suburban dad who teaches law and writes stuff.


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Who was Cacciaguida? See Dante's PARADISO, Cantos XV, XVI, & XVII.


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Wednesday, May 05, 2004
 
Don't know about you, but I read this Washington Post interview with John Updike as a marvelously subtle takedown. From beginning...

The Grayed American Writer is walking . . .
No. The writer is strolling.
No. Ambling. That's the precise word. John Updike is ambling down Blossom Street in Boston.


...to end...

Now it's time for Updike to run. He reaches for the folder and tucks it under his arm. The working title of the novel is "Villages." It's a story about an aging computer programmer, he says, and about "a life's education via the towns you live in."
By education, he means a philosophical construct to help us stay amused and amazed in this strange and changing world. By towns, he means places like Shillington, Pa., Ipswich and Beverly.
And by you, he doesn't mean you, of course. He means Updike.


...the Bard of Bored gets cut to ribbons and he never feels a thing. Nice work, Washington Post staff writer Linton Weeks!