I Don't Think I Will

The 1950s To Me Is Darkness, Hidden History, Perversion Behind Most Doors Waiting To Creep Out. The 1950s To Most People Is Kitsch And Mickey Mouse Watches And All This Intolerable Stuff.

"war Gives Men A Plain-and-simple Something To Do ... Women Write Diaries In The Hope That Their Words Will Beckon Fate." It's A Romantic Manifesto.

Classical Music Fulfills For Me The Function Of Narrative. I Spend 90 Minutes A Day Listening To Symphonic Music - Beethoven To Bartók - Some Chamber Pieces, And That's My Enrichment.

In The Time Just Before The Bombing Of Pearl Harbor, When Perfidia Opens, We Were Pre-psychologized. There Were No Concepts Of Identity, No Politics Of Victimization. Reparation Wasn't In The Language. Nobody Thought About Giving The Great Grandchildren Of Black Slaves So Much As $1.98. And All Of A Sudden The Bombs Hit, Interventionism Versus Isolationism Became A Dead Issue, And It Was Us-versus-them In A Heartbeat.

For A Much Lauded Writer, I'm Not Terribly Self-absorbed. In Social Situations, Which Are Difficult For Me - I Mean, This Is An Interview - I'm Normally Uncomfortable Talking About Myself.