March Recap
After a two-year Covid hiatus, we resumed our Vegas March Madness trip, and good times were had. More on that below, but first!...
In "
Rags-to-Riches Stories are Actually Disturbing," Lydia Kiesling writes that, before Horatio Alger was a novelist,
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he was a disgraced pastor, forced out of his church for molesting a 13- and a 15-year-old boy. Alger did not deny the charge when he left the post to begin a storied writing career and a lifelong patronage of down-on-their-luck boys. Seen thus, the Alger books are not merely encomia on hard work but disturbing texts about power, desire, eros and fantasy — elements that are also integral to American perceptions of wealth.
For anyone interested in higher ed—that venerable vehicle of Horatio Algerian social mobility—you might wanna check out this
outrageous story about how UPenn handled one of their students who was a victim of child abuse.
Bob's Books [7/52]
Jonathan Abrams, All the pieces matter : the inside story of The wire
Anna Wiener, Uncanny Valley
My favorite Vegas viewing spot--at the Sahara, of all places.
My favorite place to play (aside from my mainstay, Da Nugget) was at Resorts World, a newish casino not far from the Wynn. (lol @ folding top pear to 4x pot shove otf)
On brand
Back in Nola, I logged a few sessions at Harrahdise last weekend and kept my eyes out for bigtime beeball coaches gamboling at the casino (there was a Roy William sighting at the craps tables). Yes, the Final Four was in town, and no, I wasn't about to pay four figs for a decent seat. But then Duke lost, prices for Monday's game plummeted, and seeing KU-UNC for 37 bux was a no brainer
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