Tom Wolfe, the Art of Fiction No. 123 (1991)
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This is one of those rare sentences that changes the way my mind works. When I read a weird word in a magazine piece, I usually think the author is being pretentious or needlessly flowery - perhaps even a secret handshake inside a literary class where I don't belong. It never occurred to me to think this was showing respect to the reader.
I'd say that "Mau-Mauing the Flak Catchers" is probably the single most enlightening thing he wrote about how society works after 1960.
P.S. Just the note on gadrooned platters makes the interview worth reading (not even auto-correct knows what that is ...)
P.P.S. "If people want stories serially they’ll go to television." ... ah well ... that's really 1991 for you.
The late-XX century is on the side of psych-warfare and pouring oil on troubled waters, i.e. buying peace on a piecemeal basis. It's right out on Wolfe's first paragraph: "They knew you were the right studs to give the poverty grants and community organizing jobs to."
(I was going to quote that originally, but forty years brought that line too close to today's reality bone ...)
Maybe Wolfe has got some evidence, but I tend to be skeptical of those kinds of arguments. My default assumption is that people are exhibiting a historical or narrative bias.
The late 20th century didn't produce Sun Tzu or Machiavelli, for example, so it seems like counter-examples are available. Would love to see data.
You are all witnessing the moment I discovered these are different people.
When the news came out that Tom Wolfe died I said "damn wasn't he super old though?" to my partner, and completely misinterpreted the weird look she gave me.
This same Paris Review article was locked; I'm glad they unlocked it now. But other Paris Review articles are all locked and require subscription.