Southern Bookman

Nobody asked me, but....

In honor of legendary New York sportswriter Jimmy Cannon's "Nobody asked me, but" columns, here's a few Friday quick hits, as the last of the Thanksgiving leftovers disappear.

*Hey, kids, I still enjoy Chris Berman's three-minute NFL highlights roundup during Monday Night Football's halftime. Berman's he-could-go-all-the-way ranks with Henny Youngman's "Now take my wife, please," and Rodney Dangerfield's "I get no respect" as a vintage catch phrase.

*I rarely find the actual Monday game worth watching. Joe Buck and Troy Aikman, paid millions by ESPN to jump from Fox, haven't restored the game's luster. No one will ever replace Frank Gifford, Don Meredith and Howard Cosell. After Thursday night football, Sunday night football and a full NFL Sunday, the Monday night game is like three-day-old turkey.

*PTI's Michael Wilbon keeps knocking the 49ers' Jimmy Garoppolo. But Fox's Terry Bradshaw likes him, and I consider Jimmy G. the most glamorous NFL quarterback since Joe Namath. I enjoyed seeing the Golden State Warriors' cheerleaders swarm around Jimmy G. when he sat on the front row at an NBA game.

*Help. I can't stop watching "White Lotus." The Italian girls are nice, and the Sicilian scenery gorgeous. But the rest of Mike White's HBO show makes me nauseous.

*The arrival of "Lady Chatterley's Lover" on Netflix recalls the thrill of reading the scandalous book years ago, although I preferred "Sons and Lovers." The D.H. Lawrence phase didn't last too long, but I liked the old rogue.

*Kudos to The Washington Post for beefing up climate change coverage. But shame on the Post for shuttering its Sunday magazine and laying off Pulitzer Prize winning dance critic Sarah L. Kaufman. Hello, environmental disasters; goodbye ballet.

*Ted Turner's CNN raised Atlanta's international profile. Rising layoffs at Turner's news channel mark a sad reversal for the city, although CNN has shifted more resources to New York and Washington over the years.

*Early voting for Georgia's Senate runoff set records for people going to the polls, but absentee voting was way down, according to The New York Times.

*I'm hopeful for a resounding Raphael Warnock win, but couldn't the Democratic Party have changed the script for robocalls? Each Democratic worthy repeated the same message verbatim.

*Bah, humbug: the holiday commercials are ho-hum this year. The Scrooge and Santa takeoffs have jumped the reindeer.

*No, Mr. Macron, France can't have Louisiana back. The French president is visiting the state this weekend after a gala state dinner at the White House and a visit with President Joe Biden. Macron's traveling to France's former colony to strengthen economic ties and encourage the teaching of French in Louisiana. That won't save the state's imperiled Cajun dialect.

*Louisiana Gov. John Bel Edwards and Rep. Steve Scalise attended the White House dinner for Macron, along with former New Orleans Mayor Mitch Landrieu.

*For some reason, Louisiana's Republican senators Bill Cassidy and John Kennedy weren't on the guest list. Cassidy is a proponent of increasing Louisiana's liquid natural gas production, which would help France withstand Russian fuel cutbacks because of the Ukrainian war. Perhaps the White House considered Kennedy's Col. Cornpone act too embarrassing to show the suave French leader.

*First lady Jill Biden's glittering dress was the talk of the city. No word on what the second husband, Douglas Emhoff, wore.

*Presumed Republican Speaker of the House Kevin McCarthy was invited. But Marjorie Taylor Green was left off the list. Too reminiscent of Marine Le Pen?

*You can throw the record books out the window when the U.S. plays the Netherlands. I predict another 1-0 win for the Yanks if they don't go for the 2-point conversion.

 

 

 

 

New Nobu luxury hotel at Phipps Plaza in Buckhead highlights Atlanta's economic disparity

The Nobu luxury hotel has arrived in the city with the nation's highest income disparity between rich and poor.

Atlanta's glaring economic divide punctures the city's rosy claims of offering prosperity to all. While rich parts of the metro area boom with developments like the Nobu, many Atlantans are mired in poverty.

The newest bauble in a chain founded by noted chef Nobu Matsuhisa, famed actor Robert De Niro and film producer Meir Teper, the hotel opened Tuesday at Phipps Plaza.

With 152 rooms and suites that cost up to $1,000 a day, the hotel includes a Nobu restaurant, a health club and a 12-story office tower. Goldman Sachs and Novelis have already signed up as tenants, according to the AJC.

Delayed by the Covid epidemic, the hotel tied up Phipps' accessible back parking deck for years and replaces a retail area last occupied by a mid-level Belks store.

Phipps owner Simon Group hopes the hotel complex boosts the struggling mall, where customer traffic hasn't recovered from Covid. A Hermes luxury store will further brighten the mall's prospects. But many Atlantans can't afford the new high-income Phipps, which used to draw middle-class crowds.

The Nobu is Buckhead's first newly built luxury hotel since the St. Regis opened on West Paces Ferry following the 2008 recession, according to the AJC, which also reported this week that Atlanta leads the nation in income disparity, even outpacing cities like New Orleans known for intractable poverty. Atlanta also tops New York City, San Francisco and Los Angeles, all too expensive for middle-class families.

Those wealthy Buckhead citizens who want to form a new city can enjoy their fancy meals and drinks at the Nobu, never worrying about those who struggle to live.

 

 

 

 

 

Voting at Georgia Tech on a record-breaking day for runoff elections

I was among the 301,500 Georgians who set a record Monday for runoff election voting.

Waiting at Georgia Tech's Ferst Center, where I believed the line would be shorter than at other sites I tried, I saw a sign for Tech's Center for Relativistic Astrophysics.

Beam me up Scottie: at the site of cosmic Einstein studies, we had to stand for more than an hour to vote in the U.S. Senate race between incumbent Democratic Sen. Raphael Warnock and Republican challenger Herschel Walker.

Perhaps someday a bright young Tech engineer will invent an app to allow us to cast our ballots from home.

The afternoon was pleasant, and it was heart-warming to see so many Georgia Tech students voting. Downtown Atlanta's skyline rose majestically into the brilliant blue sky. Nearby, the Coca-Cola building gave silent testimony to Atlanta's commercial history.

Thanks to the valiant poll workers, true American heroes, the line moved quickly.

At last reaching the Ferst Center lobby, I saw a video presentation on a TV screen of a Georgia Tech multimedia project that had won the Smithsonian Institution's People's Choice Award.

In partnership with Auburn University, the multimedia project on display at Tech's Architecture Department examined Bloody Sunday at Selma in 1965, a major turning point in the civil rights movement.

The exhibit is titled "Walking in History's Footsteps." Those of us voting also walked in those footsteps.

Anticipating Noah Baumbach's "White Noise"

At last a movie I'm looking forward to seeing: Noah Baumbach's "White Noise."

Although I consider the comic novel one of Don DeLillo's lesser works, I expect it to translate well to film, especially in Baumbach's hands.

Beginning with "The Squid and the Whale" and continuing through "Marriage Story," Baumbach has fused visual imagery and character-defining dialogue for a distinctive narrative style. An ethereal light illuminates the darkest emotional moments.

The movie stars actors whose work I've admired in a number of films: Adam Driver, Greta Gerwig and Don Cheadle. I''ve especially come to enjoy the performances of Gerwig since her days in independent films. Driver has become for me the modern version of William Holden, perhaps my favorite Old Hollywood star.

DeLillo's book about a middle-aged professor who started the Department of Hitler Studies at a small college and whose blended family is threatened by a "toxic event" was for years considered un-filmable, largely because of DeLillo's cryptic, satiric dialogue.

Many of the pop cultural references are already dated. But Baumbauch has apparently employed much of DeLillo's speech in the film's script.

"White Noise" with its dread over environmental disaster has gained greater relevance as climate change worsens. I'm hoping Baumbach has turned the book into a cinematic classic.

Veteran journalist Margaret Sullivan gives ink-stained prescriptions for a critically ill media

Veteran journalist Margaret Sullivan led the Buffalo News in the last days of newspapers' eminence.

In "Newsroom Confidential: Lessons (And Worries) from an Ink-Stained Life," Sullivan laments the demise of local newspapers and the rise of social media spreading false information.

Over the last few decades, once vital newspapers and local TV news operations have been ravaged by the migration of advertising to Internet sites.

The former media critic for The Washington Post and "public editor" for The New York Times, Sullivan diagnoses major failings of national media, which she blames for Donald Trump's 2016 election.

She stands among those calling for the traditional media to make changes in political coverage, no longer giving equal weight to untruthful views. She gives a thorough exploration of the "objectivity" debate, calling for news media to rigorously expose untruthful claims.

Along with her earnest prescriptions for the embattled news media, Sullivan gives a memoir of her career, from her childhood in Lackawanna, N.Y., a declining industrial suburb of Buffalo, to vaunted places among the elite national media.

From a progressive middle-class family, Sullivan was inflamed to enter journalism by Woodward and Bernstein's Watergate coverage and the film "All the President's Men."

After graduating from Georgetown, Sullivan rose from the reporting ranks to a series of executive positions at her hometown Buffalo News, a curious survivor among afternoon newspapers. She at last reached the top as managing editor and executive editor, increasing the newspaper's staff diversity and giving more coverage to black neighborhoods.

Sullivan said goodbye to Buffalo paper when New York Times publisher Arthur Sulzberger Jr. offered her the public editor's job, in which she answered reader complaints and exposed the newspaper's journalistic failings.

Battling Times editors whom she finds as defensive and self-protective as any government bureaucrat, she finds the job stressful but meaningful. Her prime target is the Times' addiction to anonymous sources, which she never completely quells.

Former Times editors Jill Abramson and Dean Bacquet are skewered as thin-skinned and self-righteous. Although Sullivan shows herself standing her ground against combative Times editors, Sullivan admits that Abramson once made her cry and confesses that she's shed a few newsroom tears. That's about as confidential as the book gets.

Sulzberger, whom a few years ago passed the newspaper's leadership to a new generation, comes across as the most admirable of the Times' leaders, even giving Sullivan a going-away party attended by resentful Times editors.

The account of Sullivan's years at the Post lacks the drama and inside intrigue of her tenure at the Times. Back in the newsroom in the Post features department, she after a slow start gains her footing as a prominent media critic, predominantly taking the Times to task for its exaggerated coverage of Hilary Clinton's email debacle. She finds that the Times' prominent front-page coverage of the Clinton story, along with CNN's incessant coverage of Trump rallies, were a major factor in Trump's unexpected election.

Sullivan's closing chapters are a valuable primer on the news media's crisis, from the demise of local news to the national media's challenges in covering candidates like Trump who stir their conservative base with false claims.

Now a Duke University professor, Sullivan has moved to the sidelines. Her clear-eyed views raise hopes that she'll soon return to the fray.The national media need a smart battler like the woman who never lost her Buffalo toughness, albeit with a few tears here and there.

 

 

 

Remembering John F. Kennedy on 59th anniversary of his assassination

On another anniversary of John F. Kennedy's assassination - the 59th - I remember the young president killed on a sunny Friday afternoon in downtown Dallas.

I think about President Kennedy without tears, as New York Times reporter and assassination witness Tom Wicker advised in an article for Esquire.

JFK will always glow in my memory. At home from school, I loved watching  his witty press conferences on TV. His eloquent speeches. His smile, his glamorous wife, and his then small children. With his cultured Boston accent, he somehow spoke to me directly.

For all of his faults, he'll always be my greatest president. The world ended on Nov. 22, 1963. A new one rose in its place, but it never shone so brightly.

An old man now, I'll never stop being a child of Camelot.

Farewell George Lois, creator of provocative Esquire magazine covers

George Lois' covers for Harold Hayes' Esquire magazine showed that the 1960s counterculture had become the nation's culture.

An innovative ad man who brought a hip insouciance to TV commercials and magazine ads, Lois' audacious covers trumpeted the magazine's New Journalism inside the magazine. The dazzling supernovas of Tom Wolfe, Gay Talese, Norman Mailer, John Sack, Michael Herr, Susan Sontag, Rex Reed. Bruce Jay Friedman and Terry Southern revolutionized American literature.

Hayes' magazine under fiction editors Rust Hills and Gordon Lish also published ground-breaking short stories by Raymond Carver, Philip Roth, James Salter, Jim Harrison and Truman Capote. Hayes gave voice to columnists Timothy Crouse, Peter Bogdanovich and the young Mikc Lupica, and, from an older generation,Dwight MacDonald. and Dorothy Parker.

Lois, who died Friday at his Manhattan home at age 91, defined the magazine's provocative style, reflecting and influencing the consciousness of the baby boomer generation that came of age in the 1960s and 1970s. While the conservative "silent majority" triumphed in politics, Lois' irreverent style remains prevalent in advertising and journalism.

The collaborative Esquire covers, eventually collected at New York's Museum of Modern Art, ranged from Sonny Liston as Santa Claus to Muhammad Ali as the arrow-riddled martyr St. Sebastian and Andy Warhol swirling into the maelstrom of one of his soup cans. One of my favorites was a beautiful model, her face covered with shaving cream.

Lois' concepts, expressing complex ideas in simple images, gave readers the sense they were part of a hip, insider community understanding a secret code.

Hayes produced a trumpet blast with each monthly issue. Lois covers' were a vibrant fanfare for the brilliant writing within.

 

 

Bruce Catton's "The Army of the Potomac Trilogy" a classic Civil War history

Bruce Catton's "The Army of the Potomac Trilogy" combines a great novel's memorable characters with a classic history's understanding of politics and battles.

Recently released in one volume by the Library of America, Catton's "Mr. Lincoln's Army," "Glory Road" and "A Stillness at Appomattox" trace the main Union Army's perilous path to eventual victory over Robert E. Lee's Army of  Northern Virginia.

First published from 1951 through 1954, Catton's books reveal the characters and motivations of a gallery of major and minor figures, from Union Gen. George McClellan and President Abraham Lincoln, to subsidiary generals, cabinet members, and meddling members of Congress.

Confederate generals Lee, Stonewall Jackson, Joseph Johnston and James Longstreet receive more cursory attention, focusing on their battlefield leadership, which for the war's first fraught years foiled the Union commanders.

The first volume looks at McClellan's organization of the Union Army after the disastrous losses at the first and second battles of Bull Run, also known as Manassas, and other debacles.

In an eerie foreshadowing of today's melodromatic political climate, accusations of treason were freely hurled about, even at McClellan, who when he first took command was urged by some of Lincoln's cabinet members to overthrow Lincoln's government and rule as a dictator.

"Mr. Lincoln's Army" ends with McClellan's victory at Antietam, which led to Lincoln's Emancipation Proclamation. While McClellan disappointed Lincoln by not pursuing Lee's retreating soldiers, the bloody battle was a turning point.

The second volume tells of McClellan's ouster and further devastating union losses at Fredericksburg and Chancellorsville, followed by the Union's decisive victory at Gettysburg. Once again, the Union Army upset Lincoln by letting Lee escape. This time, Gen. George Meade displayed the exasperating failure of nerve.

"A Stillness at Appomattox" details how U.S. Grant took over the Army of the Potomac. Unlike his predecessors, Grant displayed a willingness to engage Lee's army in a series of bloody battles. The Union Army suffered heavy losses, but outlasted Lee's decimated army, at last achieving the long-awaited Union victory.

A longtime editor at American Heritage after a newspaper career, Catton was a pioneering popular historian of the Civil War, winning a Pulitzer Prize in 1954 for "A Stillness at Appomattox." His trilogy helped generate the huge interest in the Civil War among a general readership, and set the stage for Ken Burns' popular PBS history of the war.

From a predominantly conversational, colloquial writing style, Catton rises to passages of eloquent power reminiscent of Proust or Tolstoy.  He's a writer with a wide range, like an organist who can play different registers.

Catton displays a sense of an America moving from a rural to an urban nation at the dawn of a revolution in technology and commerce. He captures the speech and intellectual outlook of an era thrust into a bloody civil war and its wrenching changes.

"The Army of the Potomac Trilogy" reads like a historical novel as well as a consummate history.

Like other classics in the field, it holds up a mirror to our conflicted age.

 

 

  

Counting life's blessings while driving along Peachtree Road

After a positive cardiologist's report, life seemed grand as I drove down Peachtree Road back home.

Atlanta's premier street holds many life memories: our wedding at Christ the King, the births of our children at Piedmont Hospital, afib hospitalizations, plays, concerts and art exhibits at the Woodruff Arts Center.

Over the years, new buildings have risen on Peachtree, but many of the old places remain. Along with the soaring condos, shops in 1930s-era low-rise buildings offer a range of services. E. Rivers Elementary teaches neighborhood children. Long-standing restaurants and bars stay busy.

During a weekend visit to Washington, I marveled at the capital's monuments. Atlanta will never match Washington's grandeur, but it has Peachtree Road.

 

Break out the cigars: World's population hits 8 billion

No wonder places seem so crowded these days: The world's population reached 8 billion Tuesday.

I remember when 3 billion was considered too many.

Although population growth has slowed somewhat in recent years, the number of people consuming the earth's finite resources will hit 8.5 billion in 2030, 9.7 billion in 2050 and 10.4 billion in the 2080s, according to the United Nations.

Growth has stalled in the industrialized world, which bears the most responsibility for climate change as carbon emissions keep rising.  The populations of Japan, China and European nations are aging. The U.S. population has also stalled.

Developing countries in Africa, Asia, Latin America and the Mideast are experiencing huge population increases, as their resources disappear. Non-industrial nations are suffering the most from climate change, although they've registered the least amount of carbon emissions. Industrial nations at the recent climate change conference in Egypt pledged to contribute billions to those countries, but even greater aid will be needed.

Getting past the gloomy forecasts for the future, those children being born at a rapid pace offer hope for humanity. The laws of probability suggest that  generations to come will include geniuses who will develop technological solutions to the earth's problems. Our future descendants will invent now un-imagined wonders, discover cures for diseases, create new works of art.

On the other hand, perhaps humanity will die like the dinosaurs, and a new cycle of life  begin. Or the Earth will turn into a lifeless rock spinning around a dying sun. Humanity might say goodbye to our ancient home and find a new beginning far far away in the universe.

For now, I need to buy some batteries for the TV remote.