Friday, September 30, 2005
Browsed through the newish bookshop in Norwood yesterday. Nice selection. Picked up Norman Mailer’s The Armies of the Night for fifteen bucks. Against the author’s splenetic revulsion at “the frustrated bile, piss, pus, and poison he had felt at the progressive contamination of all American life in the abscess of Vietnam” our blogger notes – with gratitude and lancing irony – how things have changed.