This might be about England and Scotland, but it’s not: it’s about Britain and America. I’ve been reading Don de Lillo and I’ve come to the conclusion that he’s an utterly stonking writer. But as I commented the other day, some of his prose is just indecipherable. It doesn’t help that the first chapter is about baseball, a game of which I know nothing apart from the fact that it’s sort of like rounders with attitude: I used to like rounders at school as it was the one sport I was any good at. I’m quite good at sprinting and rounders was just fun, not too competitive, so it suited me.
Anyway… here’s a sample of a sentence by Don de Lillo which I couldn’t penetrate.
‘When he was doing ghost games he liked to take the action into the stands, inventing a kid chasing a foul ball, a carrot-topped boy with a cowlick (shameless, ain’t I) who retrieves the ball and holds it aloft, stitching, a souvenir baseball, a priceless thing somehow, a thing that seems to recapitulate the whole history of the game every time it is thrown or hit or touched.’
I think I get this sentence now, but only because I’ve read it several times. So it’s hard work reading this guy, but I think he’s gonna be worth it.
Soooo – it’s the vote today. We’ve had a range of views on who would vote yes and who would vote no, and why. Any more before the polls close?
It’s gonna be a near thing…