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March 29th, 2017

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и ничего кроме правды / "and nothing but the truth" aka "It's not what you say, it's how you say it"

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Originally posted by [livejournal.com profile] mi3ch at и ничего кроме правды


(Rick Polito was the author of this, published in the TV guide section of "Marin Independent Journal" in 1998)

В 1998 году американская газета "Marin Independent Journal" опубликовала вполне обычную программу телепередач. Среди обзоров будущих телевизионных событий было и краткое содержание предстоящего фильма "Волшебник страны Оз". Обозреватель Рик Полито прославился на все Штаты после этой аннотации.
Написал он следующее:

"Перенесенная в сюрреалистичное место, молодая девушка убила первого встречного, а затем объединилась еще с тремя незнакомцами, чтобы продолжить убивать".
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Recent reading

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Faith Baldwin's "Evening Star", published in 1964.

I've never heard of her--have you? Came upon her book by chance, in the Little Free Library, but apparently, the author had written more than sixty novels, two volumes of poetry, five books of juvenile literature, and six inspirational books.

This is one of the inspirational ones, an almanac book. Makes for quite pleasant reading, author's reflections on each month, and general ruminations; one has the impression of taking tea with a talkative elderly aunt, who unhurriedly chats on all sorts of topics.

Here's an excerpt from March:
"...In my lifetime I have seen many changes, some which appear to me to be good and some which do not. We can certainly accept the good and try to further it, each in his own way; and, with whatever weapons we possess, we can also fight the evils. It is not sufficient to deplore, fear, and rail against them.
Nostalgia is charming if it does not become a way of life. Too many of us, through memory and wishful thinking, try to escape into what we consider the good old days. It cannot be done, any more than we can return physically to houses in which we once lived happily, but which are now razed to the ground.
As a matter of sober fact, the past was never smooth sailing. We tend to remember the quiet waters and to forget the rough.
No era is without its inequities, its slow, or sudden changes, and every generation has known the fear, and anger, and bewilderment.

[...]
From time immemorial, people have complained that the seasons do not adhere to identical patterns, but indulge in variations.

[...]
That time I went away not because I wanted a change, but in order to escape from myself, which, of course, I found I couldn't do; I had to travel with me!"