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“We Need to Talk about Structural Things”

From a UK Times interview with Orange prize (fiction) winner, Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie:

Perhaps because she is young, beautiful and internationally successful, [Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie] has almost a paradoxical relish in hailing from a global underdog: “When you come from Nigeria, which doesn’t have very much power, you can better examine the dynamics of raw power.”

Something she does not relish, however, is the overriding view of Africa as a doomed basket case: “There is a famous saying, ‘Africa is my brother, but he is my junior brother’, which comes from a 19th-century missionary in the Congo. It really sums up the way that people look at Africa today.

. . . Nobody helps Africa by adopting its children. We need to talk about structural things like loans and trade. I just wish I wasn’t from a continent about which everyone has to feel sorry.”

Adichie is indignant about the type of news coverage that Africa usually ends up with: “On TV you never see Africans involved in helping Africa. It’s always some kind westerner. If I got my information only from American TV, I would think Africans were a bunch of stupid idiots.”

Her novel, Half of a Yellow Sun, tells the story of two sisters living through a Nigerian civil war. (via Books, Inq.)

There They Go Again

The Literary Saloon discusses a NY Sun piece on how us bloggers are whining wannabes under the thumb of the major media. From the Sun article: “As anyone who reads literary blogs can attest, hell hath no fury like a blogger scorned. And the scorn is reciprocated: Professional writers usually assume that those who can, do, while those who can’t, blog.”

Being low on the food chain, I’ll refrain from comment.

Essential Reenforcement on Our Letters

Still looking for the perfect Father’s Day gift? Well, these won’t come in time, but they may be right for you: English Eccentrics Mugs! Everyone needs the occasional reminder that D is actually Dalek. If you act now, you may still be able to pick up the Invisible Man Mugs from Penguin Classics–never popular, always in style.

Crime and Punishment 2

Raskolnikov is back, and this time he’s not wasting his time philosophizing! In the long awaited sequel to Dostoyevsky’s Crime and Punishment, terror strikes the heart of a sleepy Russian town . . . okay, I’m making that up, but there is a sequel to this novel, reviewed today in the Philly Inquirer.

Science in the Service of Christianity

Bryan Appleyard reviews physicist Frank Tipler’s book, The Physics of Christianity. Tipler argues that established theories in modern physics explain Christian history and doctrine.

Central to this argument is his conviction that there is no discontinuity between the insights of science and the revelations of the Gospels. Miracles, for example, are not, as is often claimed, sudden deformations or breaches of the natural order. They happen through known physical processes. Walking on water is accomplished through a particle beam and dematerialization through the multiple universe model implied by quantum theory. That they happen when they do is, of course, God’s will, but, in making them happen, he does not violate the order of his creation.

I can’t comment on Tipler’s specific claims, but I heartily agree that the popular perception of scientists is that they would rather find meaninglessness in the universe than purposeful creation. A natural belief. If mankind is for nothing but what we make for ourselves, then we have become gods. Is that what we’ve always wanted?

Those Good Ol’ Books of Yesteryear

Stefen Beck describes a curious West Virginia bookstore before praising what may be one of this summer’s bestsellers, The Dangerous Book for Boys. Have you heard about this one? Good Pete! The video promotion on Amazon.com is a seller.

In an Amazon.com interview, the author says, “I think we’ve become aware that the whole ‘health and safety’ overprotective culture isn’t doing our sons any favors. Boys need to learn about risk.” Amen. He describes a British game called “conkers” which is the same game I made up when I was a boy, not with horse chestnuts but with our toy jeeps and figurines. Mounds of fun. And it has “Latin Phrases Every Boy Should Know”? I’ve got to get hold of that.

Tony Connor’s Aftermath

According to Dana Gioia, poet Tony Connor’s “work is both original and entertaining …. Connor does not simply report events, he vividly recreates them, shaping each scene with the skill and care of a novelist …. his work remains clear-headed, intelligent and immensely readable.”

Take for example this poem of heros and apathy, “Aftermath”:

Slumped in a prickly armchair

on a humid summer night,

I listened dully to dogs

barking with brainless pleasure

far away and in this street

under the Victory flags.

The bronze eagles with spread wings,

flightless on walls and porches,

reflected the light from stars,

as my slow imaginings

moved between foreign corpses

and these Stars and Stripes of ours.

Read on