“Middlesex” by Jeffrey Eugenides

We love it when we’ve read something before Jen – a rare event to be sure – but it makes us feel extra-knowledgeable about her review. And, as this is the case with her book choice this week—”Middlesex” by Jeffrey Eugenides—we can say with complete confidence that, yet again, her review absolutely hits the mark. 

I am speechless.  Could be the early hour.  Could be the end of my mental faculties – if indeed that wasn’t years ago.  It could be Middlesex.

I liked it.  It wasn’t mind-blowingly fabulous.  It wasn’t riotously funny or life-changing, but it did make an impression that I am hard pressed to articulate immediately.  One would argue that I shouldn’t start typing until I am able, but that’s no fun.
Middlesex is a good, good book.  A man looks back on the family history that has helped him reach this point in his life.  He starts with the small village life of his grandparents (maternal and paternal).  We travel with them to America where they set their wild recessive genes free and the results is our hero.Our hero is also our heroine.  Cal/Callie Stephanides is a hermaphrodite.

What I liked about Middlesex was its non-voyeuristic presentation of Cal … ( there’s your hint where this ends up).  We are not scadenfreudistic.  We are in Cal’s head and it’s a terrific place to be.  I really liked him.  And her.
The book’s narrative is well done.  I am surprised that I didn’t like it more because there is no tangible reason why I wouldn’t.  Callie is great.  Her grandparents are interesting and likable, as are her other relatives.  The settings are both familiar and unfamiliar and well-blended.  The descriptions of growing up in the 60s and 70s are right on (no pun intended).
Eugenides has a very vivid, extraordinary mind (like his stunningly beautiful, androgen-insensitive mermaid Zora) and I think therein lies my problem.  Possibly spoiled by Mark Helprin (3.15.08), I expect more of the magical unreality that lies just off the page in Middlesex.  It reads as a different but relatively unremarkable story in spite of its broader issues. (hermaphroditism, teenage drugs, sex, family jealousy, cultural differences, social change etc.)  They all carry more weight than what is delivered.  There may be too many interesting issues to develop so sadly we don’t see any fully developed.
With regard to the issue of hermaphroditism; the differences approached by my friend Norah Vincent in Self-Made Man (1.29.09) would be fascinating to hear from Cal/Callie’s perspective.  If we are going to learn what this means to Cal/Callie, we need to hear more than hair sprouting on the upper lip and Adam’s apples.  There is more to being both sexes than this.

I’d love to hear what happens after Callie runs away in more detail.  How does she change from a girl to a man without serious psychological problems?

When we don’t hear what we want to, then Callie’s sexual organs become not as interesting as her Uncle’s racist aspirations.  Other issue entrance us like the unfair practices of early car makers toward their culturally exceptional employees and the Black Muslim racism of Detroit that we briefly see through Desdemona’s eyes.

I wanted to see more of what Uncle Zizmo was transmogrifying into.  How on earth did he end up where he did?  What was the story with Dr. Philobosian once he reached America?  How did he reconcile his grief with his new life?  How did father Mike live his double life under our noses with such horrific consequences.

 
Middlesex is more about the periphery of Cal’s life and his/her place in it than the fact that there was a his/her issue at all.  Eugenides presents both and doesn’t give us enough of either.  I like him as an author and love his ideas.  Hopefully we can see more of both in his next book.

Ceremonial Run, Speeches Dedicate New LOL Track

By: Megan Devlin Published 10/16/09

LOL High School Track Made Possible by “Community Philanthropists” John and Heidi Niblack;  Memorializes Their Son, Former Track Star and Alumnus, Charles “Chuck” Niblack
Dr. John Niblack addresses the large audience in the high school auditorium during yesterday’s ceremony.

Despite the dampening weather conditions yesterday afternoon, distinguished guests joined members of the Lyme-Old Lyme community, District 18 students and faculty in the high school auditorium to commemorate the dedication and completion of the Charles M. Niblack Memorial Track.

“Today we celebrate thanks as a community—for the beauty of a new facility and to thank John and Heidi Niblack and commemorate their son, Chuck, today and in the future,”  said James Witkins, vice-chairman of the District 18 Board of Education, as he opened the dedication ceremony with a series of appreciative remarks.

After welcoming the community and invited guests to the ceremonial dedication, Witkins recognized general contractor, Michael Girard, architect, Richard Webb, the design committee headed by District 18 Board of Education member Christopher Carter, and other individuals who made, “giving the home team prevailing wind advantage,” a real possibility.
From left to right, Board of Education Vice-Chairman Jim Witkins, Old Lyme First Selectman Tim Griswold and District 18 Superintendent of Schools Betty Osga applaud a speaker during the event.

The generosity of John and Heidi Niblack, who were described as, “true community “philanthropists,” by Old Lyme First Selectman Timothy Griswold, was in honor of their son, Charles Niblack, a passionate track and field alumnus athlete taken in his prime of life in a 1997 Old Lyme car accident, which also claimed his brother Jack..  Griswold praised the Niblacks for their philanthropic efforts citing them as an example on which “our quality of life depends on here in the Lyme-Old Lyme community.”

Superintendent, Dr. Elizabeth Osga expressed further gratitude for “the delivery of the largest gift the Lyme-Old Lyme School District has ever received.”  Her speech captured the very essence of what the Charles M. Niblack Memorial Track would bring to our community: “You will carry forth a human connection into the future.  The story of this day and this track will forever be part of your lives.”

Osga’s uplifting expressions resonated in the subsequent melodies performed by the high school’s Wind Ensemble and Select Singers, which concluded with a resounding ovation from the appreciative community.
Heidi Niblack (second from right) studies the plaque commemorating the track’s opening that includes a photo of the completed track taken from a helicopter.  The plaque reads: “In deepest gratitude to John and Heidi Niblack for your generosity from the communities of Lyme and Old Lyme”

Region 18 Athletic Director Robert Roach proceeded to the podium where he spoke highly of former student-athlete Chuck Niblack and expressed thanks to his parents, John and Heidi, for completing one of Roach’s lifelong ambitions and giving the community a greater sense of pride thanks to this new addition.

The closing remarks were those of John Niblack, Chuck’s father, who remembered his son as the track athlete and Lyme-Old Lyme alumnus that, after graduation, pledged his service to the Marine Corps.  His deeply sincere expressions of appreciation for the communal gathering held in honor of his son and family were not only applauded but also served to motivate the cross-country team, who were eager to take the ceremonial first lap around the track.

Senior cross-country captains proudly led the rain-geared team members onto the track where they clustered behind the strip of royal-blue ceremonial ribbon fastened across the lanes (see photo above.)
LOL boys’ cross country senior captain James Scheide participates in an interview with the New Channel 3 TV station.

The press were out in force to record the auspicious event in a variety of media.  Meanwhile, invited guests propped open their umbrellas and gathered trackside to watch Heidi Niblack make the honorable ribbon-cutting (see photo below.)

After the commemorative applaud, and with great anticipation, the cross country set out on their ceremonial run, completing the last 100 meters with their homecoming chant.

Thanks to the generosity of the Niblacks, the spirit of the “Mighty-Mighty Wildcats” will endure henceforward now that they finally have their own track to call home.

“The Big One An Island, an Obsession, and the Furious Pursuit of a Great Fish” by David Kinney

Last week Jen reviewed “Salmon Fishing in the Yemen,” which cleverly caught us out because it wasn’t really about fishing at all. This week she reviews “The Big One An Island, an Obsession, and the Furious Pursuit of a Great Fish by David Kinney and so we think, “Hah! We’re not about to be caught out again,” but guess what, it’s all about fishing. Can’t win! 

From Flyfishing in the Yemen to surf casting on the Vineyard.  Right now the 64th annual Martha’s Vineyard Striped Bass and Bluefish Derby is winding down.  Every year every fisherman worth their proverbial salt is out there trying to win one of the divisions.  Surf casting, fly fishing, on land or sea, day or night.

Catch the biggest Blue, striper, False Albacore or Bonito  This is the best tournament and this is the best book I have read about it.  David Kinney explores it on his own and introduces us to a myriad of crusty characters.  Even crusty in pink linen sports-coats. Everyone is in.  With 29 different categories, anyone can win.  Some win more than others .

I loved thinking about the unseen details that go into fishing.  I love casting but flyfishing for me involves unhooking myself from trees.  Surf casting is my love.  Standing on the shore hurling different weights of lures out into the great beyond to see what bites.The thought that you can stand, literally at the edge of the ocean and throw out a string that could lure a great wild creature to shore is mythical.  Less mythical is the fact that I can only catch Bluefish.  My dog could catch bluefish.  When they frenzy, it is hard not to catch them.

I loved hearing about tides and the pull of the moon and the colors and weights and times of day and season when it is possible to catch the biggest fish.

It is a science and I really find it fascinating.  So many variables converge to make optimum settings and the people who know are the people who study.  Years and years of patient practice is what makes these fishermen great.  Of course, luck is also involved and even young children have won the Derby by being in the right place with the right hook at the right time by pure coincidence.
The fun is the passion that drives the Island and the Derby.  Kinney captures the fun and presents the story without over- dramatization.  Facts—interesting facts—make the book.
We should all be part of something we love so much.  The utter joy that these men and women feel each year is worth more than all the prizes in the world.  To feel that passionate about anything is to really live.  They are exhausted, cold, filthy, fishy and totally entranced and delirious with focus.  The Derby is a whirlwind.  If you enjoy fishing, this is a must read.  You can go to the MVDERBY.com site for a complete list of current winners.  It might be cold out but these people are catching great fish!
For the record, I am a catch and release gal unless I am going to eat it.  Then I do …

“Salmon Fishing In The Yemen” by Paul Torday

We can never pretend we haven’t noticed when we’re late with Jen’s review – first the emails arrive, then the phone starts ringing and finally when we see a line of cars cruising up and down the street, we know there’s a problem. OK slight exaggeration…but not much, so without further ado, here she is – our Jen and “Salmon Fishing in the Yemen” (note the pure poetry there.)

After reading Linda Ahnert’s brilliant homage to my beloved Nancy Drew, I really want to talk about Nancy, but I’ll tell you what I thought of this first.

Nancy would have loved this puzzle.  Salmon Fishing In the Yemen was good but I was surprised there wasn’t a bit more to this book with such a clever premise.

Dr. Alfred Jones is coerced into creating a viable project under which it will be possible to fish for wild salmon in Yemen.  Coerced because he thinks it is a highly unlikely scenario and subsequently a waste of his time.  It would also be a waste of the five million plus pounds that a Yemeni sheik will be spending.  Not to mention the eye rolling and general outburst that accompany such a ludicrous attempt at aiding British/Yemeni relations.

But then again, maybe it isn’t so ridiculous.  Maybe this is book about faith.  A book about why taking a seemingly impossible task upon oneself is worthwhile.  More than worthwhile, in fact, possibly life-altering for all involved.
As Alfred Jones, his partner Harriet Chetwode-Talbot, the British Prime Minister, Sheikh Muhammad ibn Zaidi bani Tihama, and others become aware, this is an undertaking representing more than just fish in the desert.  There are spiritual, scientific and political implications that reach far.
Paul Torday has written a story through letters, email and transcripts between the principal characters.  Much like the Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Society (which you know I love), the format is increasingly personal and compelling.
The Sheikh has a very real reason for believing such a project is necessary.  He knows it will be laughed at, he knows his millions will be spent, he is prepared regardless of the obstacles.  He believes that the social differences in his culture can be nullified by the single-minded passion that fisherman share.  Faith in fishing.  If people can be brought together through faith, then he has done the work of God.  Fishing is one road to faith.
Belief in the possibility of introducing salmon to the deserts of Yemen is another.
Dr Jones and Chetwode-Talbot battle personal struggles entangled in their business and scientific interests.  They become quite fond of the Sheikh and respect his vision whilst battling popular opinion.
Certain skeptics think this is beyond idiotic and those who take part do so only to serve their own personal interests.  Dr Jones’ wife in particular is a short-sighted, self-absorbed moron who thwarts him at every pass.  The PM’s secretary is another delight.  What an idiot.
Jones, the Sheikh and Chetwode-Talbot work together to create plausibility from implausibility.  They reach for the impossible and we love that they do.  We curse the pencil-pushers and applaud the dreamers.  I would like to have seen more philosophical discussion on the implication of chasing faith, but perhaps I am still spoiled by The Elegance of the Hedgehog.
A slightly off-putting cop-out of an ending is not reason enough to disregard the book.  Salmon Fishing in the Yemen closes in on very interesting principles that I wish Paul Torday could elaborate upon.  He gets us close and it seems to be up to us to take the idea further.