Flesh
Wounds by Richard Glover.
Memoir, but by a man.
Richard Glover’s Herald columns, which I have been reading
for 20 years, are the ultimate in suburban dad. His jokes are dorky and
repetitive, built on a foundation of straight white man privilege. Who could
have known that his own childhood was such a hurtful, chaotic mess? I assumed
that suburbs breed suburbs. I’m glad he found happiness and was able to create
a loving family. His wife Debra Oswald seems pretty tops. I am certain that if
I put in the effort, I could find Danota. My Google- Fu is pretty strong.
No comments:
Post a Comment