Michael Chabon on the 70s

We are crippled in so many ways today by the desire to avoid fashion mistakes, to elude ridicule – a desire that leads at one extreme to the smiling elisions of political candidates and on the other to the awful tyranny of cool – that this willingness to be foolish is hard for us to sympathize with or understand. In this age of Gawker.com, we have forgotten the seventies spirit of mockery that smirks at the pretensions and fatuities of others in a way that originates with and encompasses ourselves. Aton for atom, we are made of exactly the same stuff as all the stars and galaxies.

It’s uneven, but where Manhood for Amateurs shines, it really shines.

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