{"id":1302,"date":"2009-08-28T04:55:14","date_gmt":"2009-08-27T19:55:14","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/regex.info\/blog\/2009-08-28\/1302"},"modified":"2009-08-28T04:55:14","modified_gmt":"2009-08-27T19:55:14","slug":"disappointed-with-bill-bryson","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/regex.info\/blog\/2009-08-28\/1302","title":{"rendered":"Disappointed with Bill Bryson"},"content":{"rendered":"\n\n\n<div class='resize_warning' id='arw1302'>\n<b>NOTE<\/b>: Images with an <img class='raw' width='19' height='18' src='\/i\/s\/red_zoomup.gif'\/> icon next to them have been artificially shrunk to better fit your screen; click the icon to restore them, in place, to their regular size.\n<\/div>\n\n\n<p>I've posted before about my admiration for Bill Bryson's writing,\nin both\n&#8220;<a href=\"\/blog\/2007-04-24\/435\" class='quiet'>Renewing my Visa with Bill Bryson<\/a>&#8221;\nand\n&#8220;<a href=\"\/blog\/2007-05-11\/451\" class='quiet'>Good Photographers, Bad Writers<\/a>&#8221;. <span class='nobr'>My favorite<\/span> all-time book &ndash; the one I'd want if <span class='nobr'>I could<\/span> have only one &ndash; is\n<a class='quiet' style='font-style:italic'\nhref=\"http:\/\/www.amazon.com\/Short-History-Nearly-Everything\/dp\/076790818X\/masteringregu-20\"><span class='nobr'>A\nShort<\/span> History of Nearly Everything<\/a>. <span class='nobr'>One clue that<\/span> he's <span class='nobr'>a great<\/span> writer\nis that the subject matter of the book can be completely\nuninteresting &ndash; the very essence of boring &ndash; but he makes it enthralling. <span class='nobr'>I cite as<\/span> example his books\non hiking the Appalachian trail (<a style='font-style:italic' class='quiet' href=\"http:\/\/www.amazon.com\/Walk-Woods-Rediscovering-America-Appalachian\/dp\/0307279464\/masteringregu-20\"><span class='nobr'>A Walk<\/span> in the Woods<\/a>)\nand on growing up in the 50s (<a class='quiet' style='font-style:italic' href=\"http:\/\/www.amazon.com\/Life-Times-Thunderbolt-Kid-Memoir\/dp\/076791936X\/masteringregu-20\">Life and Times of the Thunderbolt Kid<\/a>).<\/p>\n\n<p>I've also read his books on traveling in Australia (<a class='quiet' style='font-style:italic'\nhref=\"http:\/\/www.amazon.com\/Sunburned-Country-Bill-Bryson\/dp\/0767903862\/masteringregu-20\">In\n<span class='nobr'>a Sunburned<\/span> Country<\/a>) and on the history of the English language (<a style='font-style:italic' class='quiet'\nhref=\"http:\/\/www.amazon.com\/dp\/0380715430\/masteringregu-20\">The Mother\nTongue<\/a>), both excellent! <span class='nobr'>His compilation<\/span> of short magazine articles, <a class='quiet'\nstyle='font-style:italic'\nhref=\"http:\/\/www.amazon.com\/Im-Stranger-Here-Myself-Returning\/dp\/076790382X\/masteringregu-20\">I'm\n<span class='nobr'>a Stranger<\/span> Here Myself<\/a>, written for <span class='nobr'>a British<\/span> audience after having\nreturned to The States after 20 years in England, is perfect for when you\ndon't have <span class='nobr'>a lot<\/span> of time, because each article is just <span class='nobr'>a few<\/span> pages.<\/p>\n\n<p>My enthusiasm, sadly, has taken <span class='nobr'>a downturn<\/span> with the book <span class='nobr'>I just<\/span>\nfinished, <a class='quiet' style='font-style:italic'\nhref=\"http:\/\/www.amazon.com\/Lost-Continent-Travels-Small-Town-America\/dp\/0060920084\/masteringregu-20\">The\nLost Continent<\/a>. This book, subtitled &#8220;Travels in Small-Town America&#8221;,\nrecounts <span class='nobr'>a long<\/span> trip by car on the back roads of America.<\/p>\n\n<p>Here's an excerpt, from page 52...<\/p>\n\n<div class='e1302'>\n\n<p>I was headed for Cairo, which is pronounced &#8220;Kay-ro.&#8221; <span class='nobr'>I don't<\/span> know why.\nThey do this <span class='nobr'>a lot<\/span> in the South and Midwest. In Kentucky, Athens is\npronounced &#8220;AY-thens&#8221; and Versailles is pronounced &#8220;Vur-SAYLES.&#8221; Bolivar,\nMissouri, is &#8220;BAW-liv-er.&#8221; Madrid, Iowa, is &#8220;MAD-rid.&#8221; <span class='nobr'>I don't<\/span> know whether\nthe people in these towns pronounce them that way because they are\nbackward, undereducated shitkickers who don't know any better or whether\nthey know better but don't care that everybody thinks they are backward\nundereducated shitkickers. <span class='nobr'>It's not really<\/span> the sort of question you can ask\nthem, is it? <span class='nobr'>At Cairo<\/span> <span class='nobr'>I stopped<\/span> for gas and in fact <span class='nobr'>I did<\/span> ask the old guy\nwho doddered out to fill my tank why they pronounced Cairo as they did.<\/p>\n\n<p>&#8220;Because that's its <i>name,<\/i>&#8221; he explained as if <span class='nobr'>I were<\/span> kind of stupid.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;But the one in Egypt is pronounced 'Ki-ro.'&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;So I've heard,&#8221; agreed the man.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;And so most people, when they see the name, think 'Ki-ro,' don't they?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Not in Kay-ro they don't,&#8221; he said, <span class='nobr'>a little<\/span> hotly.<\/p>\n\n<p>There didn't see to be much to be gained by pursuing the point, so <span class='nobr'>I let<\/span>\nit rest there, and <span class='nobr'>I still<\/span> don't know why the people call it &#8220;Kay-ro.&#8221; Nor\ndo <span class='nobr'>I know<\/span> why any citizen of <span class='nobr'>a free<\/span> country would choose to live in such <span class='nobr'>a\ndump,<\/span> however you pronounce it.<\/p>\n\n<\/div>\n<style type=\"text\/css\">\n  .e1302 { margin: 30px 50px; border: solid gray 1px; padding:20px 40px; background-color:#203828 }\n  .e1302 p { text-indent: 3em }\n<\/style>\n\n<p>A few pages later, he's getting into Mississippi and &#8220;The South&#8221;, after <span class='nobr'>a stretch<\/span> of boring road....<\/p>\n\n<div class='e1302'>\n\n<p>Maybe things were picking up. Maybe now <span class='nobr'>I would<\/span> see chain gangs toiling\nin the sun and <span class='nobr'>a prisoner<\/span> in heavy irons legging it across fields and\nsloshing through creeks while pursued by bloodhounds, and lynch mobs\nroaming the streets and crosses burning on lawns. <span class='nobr'>The prospect<\/span> enlivened\nme, but <span class='nobr'>I had<\/span> to calm down because <span class='nobr'>a state<\/span> trooper pulled up alongside me\nat <span class='nobr'>a traffic<\/span> light and began looking me over with that sort of casual\ndisdain you often get when you give <span class='nobr'>a dangerously<\/span> stupid person <span class='nobr'>a gun<\/span> and <span class='nobr'>a\nsquad<\/span> car. <span class='nobr'>He was descended<\/span> from the apes like all the rest of us, but\nclearly in his case it had been <span class='nobr'>a fairly<\/span> gentle slope. <span class='nobr'>I stared<\/span> straight\nahead with <span class='nobr'>a look<\/span> that <span class='nobr'>I hoped<\/span> conveyed seriousness of purpose mingled with\n<span class='nobr'>a warm<\/span> heart and innocent demeanor. <span class='nobr'>I could<\/span> <i>feel<\/i> him looking at me. <span class='nobr'>At the very<\/span> least <span class='nobr'>I expected<\/span> him to gob <span class='nobr'>a wad<\/span> of tobacco juice down the\nside of my head. Instead, he said, &#8220;How yew doin'?&#8221;<\/p>\n\n<p>This so surprised me that I answered, in <span class='nobr'>a cracking<\/span> voice, &#8220;Pardon?&#8221;<\/p>\n\n<p>&#8220;I said, how yew doin'?&#8221;<\/p>\n\n<p>&#8220;I'm fine,&#8221; I said. <span class='nobr'>And then added<\/span>, having lived some years in England, &#8220;Thank you.&#8221;<\/p>\n\n<p>&#8220;Y'on vacation?&#8221;<\/p>\n\n<p>&#8220;Yup.&#8221;<\/p>\n\n<p>&#8220;Hah doo lack Miss Hippy?&#8221;<\/p>\n\n<p>&#8220;Pardon?&#8221;<\/p>\n\n<p>&#8220;I say, <span class='nobr'>Hah doo lack<\/span> Miss Hippy?&#8221;<\/p>\n\n<p>I was quietly distressed. <span class='nobr'>The man was<\/span> armed and Southern and <span class='nobr'>I couldn't<\/span>\nunderstand <span class='nobr'>a word<\/span> he was saying to me. &#8220;I'm sorry,&#8221; <span class='nobr'>I said,<\/span>\n&#8220;I'm kind of slow, and <span class='nobr'>I don't<\/span> understand what you're saying.&#8221;<\/p>\n\n<p>&#8220;I say&#8221; &mdash; and he repeated it more carefully &mdash;\n&#8220;how do yew <i>lack<\/i> Mississippi?&#8221;<\/p>\n\n<p>It dawned on me. &#8220;Oh! <span class='nobr'>I like it<\/span> fine! <span class='nobr'>I like it<\/span> heaps! <span class='nobr'>I think<\/span> it's wonderful. <span class='nobr'>The people<\/span> are so friendly and helpful.&#8221; <span class='nobr'>I wanted<\/span> to\nadd that <span class='nobr'>I had<\/span> been there for an hour and hadn't been shot at once, but the\nlight changed and he was gone, and <span class='nobr'>I sighed<\/span> and thought, &#8220;Thank you,\nJesus.&#8221;<\/p>\n\n<\/div>\n\n<p>Of course, we all know it's great fun to ridicule people who speak\ndifferently than you, or look differently than you, or are in any way not\n&#8220;you&#8221;.<\/p>\n\n<p>At least, it seems that Bill Bryson thought that, because the book is\n300 pages of pure, unadulterated arrogance (expressed in <span class='nobr'>a witty<\/span> prose of\notherwise excellent caliber). <span class='nobr'>At first<\/span> <span class='nobr'>I thought<\/span> that he was just racist,\nbecause the early part of the book covers The South and his observations\nof Blacks. <span class='nobr'>But it quickly<\/span> became apparent that anyone who had the same\ncolor skin, or different, more wealth than him or less, more education or\nless.... or the same... anyone that wasn't him... was <span class='nobr'>a complete<\/span> moron, in\nhis opinion, worthy of the most florid disdain.<\/p>\n\n<p>Starting this book having been <span class='nobr'>a huge<\/span> fan of his writing, <span class='nobr'>I grew more<\/span>\nand more distressed and disappointed as <span class='nobr'>I went.<\/span> Eventually <span class='nobr'>I noticed<\/span> that\nthe copyright was 1989, <span class='nobr'>a full<\/span> decade earlier than what <span class='nobr'>I had<\/span> already read\nfrom him, and <span class='nobr'>I realized<\/span> that the Bill Bryson that <span class='nobr'>I had<\/span> come to know prior\nto this book was one whose youthful self-righteous had already been\ntempered by the wisdom of maturity.<\/p>\n\n<p>Disappointing.<\/p>\n\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I've posted before about my admiration for Bill Bryson's writing, in both \"Renewing my Visa with Bill Bryson\" and \"Good Photographers, Bad Writers\". My favorite all-time book &ndash; the one I'd want if I could have only one &ndash; is A Short History of Nearly Everything. One clue that he's a great writer is that the subject matter of the book can be completely uninteresting &ndash; the very essence of boring &ndash; but he makes it enthralling. I cite as example his books on hiking the Appalachian trail (A Walk in the Woods) and on growing up in the 50s [...]","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/regex.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1302"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/regex.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/regex.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/regex.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/regex.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1302"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/regex.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1302\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/regex.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1302"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/regex.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1302"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/regex.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1302"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}