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288 pages, Paperback
Published January 29, 2018
I, Words, am a provider and required to earn wages. In the service of which I have knocked on flyscreens and said to mothers of kidnapped toddlers, ‘Don’t you feel guilty for leaving your child in the front yard alone?’ I have shamed them to tears for the photographer. I have gatecrashed funerals, linked innocent corpses to local crime syndicates. Or feigned empathy to the grief-stricken to make copy from their hard-luck stories. I enjoyed the kudos of my name beneath headlines on front pages and became used to the heartlessness as if blank inside. I was doing it for my family—it was worth the cruelty. (p.4)
There is an equation to shame where wrongdoing is converted to rightness. It requires no thinking - it does the reasoning itself. My asking Ollie [his son] to spy was a shameful act for a father, but my religion of family made it dutiful. (p.49)