This book is a masterpeice. Each chapter is basically a biography of that chapter's subject, but this book is so much more. It shows the common thread that tethers characters as disparate as T.S. Eliot, Pauline Kael, Jerry Falwell and Larry Flynt. I'm not going to write some highfalutin statement like: "And that common thread...is America." But there is something singularly American about every one of these people. The visionary amibition, relentless drive, and unquashable self-belief, but also a certain brand of fatalism. David Gilmour calls it "fuck it land." There is a defiance to the idea that "if I can't do what I want to do, there's no point in me doing OR being."
In America, you are what you do, but that doesn't always mean people attach a materialistic value to their occupations. Sometimes it truly is a calling, so reading about how these individuals raised the tents of their respective institutions is fuckin fascinating.
I'm a Canadian, but I love American history, American culture, and America itself. I love the idea of America and the actual America. Route 66, the lonliest lighthouse in the world smack dab in the centre of Lake Superior, desert highways running to the horizon, fields meadowed to the sky, the silver streak of Greyhounds, coffee at 3AM, the vulgarity and the pulse, the heart and the head.
Menand has a grand yet conversational style that perfectly suits his material. I can't wait to read more of this guy. He's like the interesting old man at the library who knows a billion random historical facts. And he knows them because he was there.