Hype
HYPE
Hype matters.
In his foreword for
Didion, Joan. South
and West: From a Notebook ( New York: Alfred A. Knopf, 2017)
Nicholas Rich asserts that Didion's prose has "cool majesty" as
well as "an immaculacy as intimidating as Chelsea porcelain" (xi). The assertion and the subject of the
assertion invite scrutiny. Truth be
told, the sentence "Everyone in the place seemed to have been there a long
time, and to know everyone else." (29) is neither immaculate nor
intimidating. It might refer as much to
several restaurants in New Orleans or a now defunct restaurant in Oxford, Mississippi
where everyone used to have breakfast as
to a café in downtown Biloxi in the 1970s.
Rich's exaggeration is like a Donald J. Trump tweet, a desperate move.
But its banality excites no one who knows red beans and rice about public
relations in the Republic of American Letters.
Inflation is the hot air that keeps a reputation afloat.
Didion is an iconic name in American literature, although
it is less revered than Welty, Mitchell, or Lee in the white mythology of the
Deep South. As Didion admits in the
"California Notes" section of South
and West, she is "at
home" in the West. In the 1970s
when she wrote up her notes, she was just an exotic outside agitator as far as
the South is concerned. She still is.
The content rather than the prose of "Notes on the
South" (5-107) might be intimidating.
It's intimidating to know so much about the South has remained intact
since Didion meandered through it nearly fifty years ago. Rich himself feels obligated to note that "a
plurality of the population has clung defiantly to the old way of life"
(xix). Now that is intimidating. Yes.
The rock of ages is still nearer than God to thee.
Jerry W. Ward, Jr. July
14, 2017
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