Re: “And Change We Did,” by
Joyce Wayne’s riveting essay about her leftist youth was outstanding; I couldn’t put it down. The piece was all the more interesting for her reassessment of those times and her willingness to judge her past in a way so few of us are ready to do. It reminded me of the late Tony Judt’s wondering about his own past, how he had thought the 1968 student protests in Paris were so important, only to realize later that he had somehow overlooked the significance of the invasion of Czechoslovakia that same year.
Been there! Done that! Thanks to Joyce Wayne for rekindling memories. But she left out some background by not reminding us that what we studied in high school, even plays by Shakespeare, was sanitized, supposedly to our benefit.
Like innocent lambs, we went to college or university, where an explosion of information shook us. When we encountered Lenin and Trotsky, it wasn’t just through facts about their actions, but who they were as thinkers who had the same goal but chose different roads to get there. And then there was Inter-Varsity Christian Fellowship, which raised questions about what one had learned in Sunday school. Others had gone down this road before us and had set up various student organizations to interest us when we arrived: clubs, political parties, fraternities, sports groups, student-run newspapers, low-band radio stations. In Halifax, one announcer was Robert MacNeil, who was attending Dalhousie University.
The point is that the media — newspapers, radio, and later television — left us alone to be educated and to grow up. Now the media, hungry for any bit of information that it can grab in order to justify its existence, is right there to exploit any commotion that students are involved in. The consequences of these actions often force them into cliques instead of discussion groups. As the media feeds itself, it leaves today’s students with an unhealthy diet.
Re: “On the Wall,” by
Grateful for this deep dive into my latest book. Thank you, Literary Review of Canada and reviewer Nathaniel G. Moore!
Re: “My Brave Companion,” by
A very poignant and touching essay in the new Literary Review of Canada that will both touch your heart and make you cry.
The Well-Read Naturalist
This is Grant’s piece about Freddie (2009–2021) in the Literary Review of Canada. It is really beautiful writing. I commend it to everyone who cares about the English language.
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