B Dubya says it all for me. But then I was never enamored with Susan Sontag either.I am simply a midwesterner whose great grandfather (my mother’s side) fought as a Northerner in the Civil Way for four years in order to become a US citizen and whose great grandfather on my father’s side came to Ohio in 1827 from New York and hand-cleared 200 contiguous acres in northern Ohio to raise his family, built a modest farmhouse that is still standing today. And so I have that great love and respect for my country that is so derided by “intellectuals,” either in America or Europe. I am now in my mid-70s; my wife and I raised 7 children, all happily married and employed; and we have 12 grandchildren.

I tried reading Pinter years ago, but gave up. Like an earlier post here, I found him boring. That was probably because I do not consider myself to be a post modern deconstructionist, aka “intellectual.”

Yet my faith requires that I wish him R.I.P