Thursday, June 28, 2007
More Guilty Pleasures
Anyway, the humor is crass, there is lots of vulgarity, it is highly irreverent, and it's definitely not something you'd want your kids to read, but it is hilarious. Especially if you grew up in Eugene, where it's been the 60s since the 50s, and where if you want to rebell you need to take a shower, get a job and vote Republican. After this weekend's trip down to Eugene, where it is still exactly the same as it was when I grew up there, and just like this book, only with some more seedy things and characters, the free kittens being offered on the street outside of Sundance, and all the other strangeness which only looks strange to me because it hasn't been my hometown for over 10 years, this book kept me up laughing, literally out loud. And Rich, who was trying to sleep.
One of the reviewers said she found the town unbelievable. She clearly has never been to Eugene. It is one of the only, if not the only city in America where you can be nuts and homeless, still have a black market job, make more money than the average blue collar wage earner, only you have more expendable money, because you are living on your friend's couch and don't have rent or a mortgage to pay for, and insist on and get your free trade, organic coffee, herbal tisanes, goat's milk keffir, and locally made tempeh products, while selling your book on the street and joining every support group and political conspiracy troop known to mankind, all while wearing your natural hemp clothing that you bought from that nice lady giving away the puppies at the Saturday Market after the peace rally where you broke all the glass windows in city hall and spray painted graffitti on the building and sidewalks, while being escorted by a police unit and then went inside to collect your unemployment and welfare checks.