Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Things Fall Apart
But not at the Target in Montrose we went to today, which had only been open since Sunday. I had to test out the mechanical Halloween novelties.
This one was called an animated portrait, but she just stuck her tongue out at you, and her eyes got a little weird.
This rock is perfect for where we live as it seems to define the neighborly spirit. It made a spooky noise, but failed design-wise because you have to push a button for it to light up. You'd want it to light up and do its thing as soon as anyone came near it. It was called a haunted rock. Pay attention, Linda.
Target was so red inside I felt as if I was entering the Communist Party. Here's Jon paying for our RED crock pot, which the gal in red is having trouble lifting.
This guy was a cool old timer, and seemed so out of place in this red shopping madness. I guess that's a cel phone in his holster. Montrose is an old ranching town which has decided to hell with zoning and the mega stores have all creeped in.
I wish I had a camera hat. I would have really liked to take a front view, not a back view, of this guy, and many others, but I'm just too shy and non-confrontational.
And about the title of this post: Things Fall Apart: A Novel is a book by Chinua Achebe that appeared on so many people's lists of best books of the 20th Century that I ordered and read it. I thought it would be better. It's a very dignified and elegant book about tribal life in Nigeria before the missionaries and white men destroy it. Strange that the only animals mentioned are goats and chickens, and one serpent that gets destroyed. (It had a required reading/junior high school feel to me but I'm critical, as if you hadn't noticed.)
The otherwise very stylish cover mentions four times how many copies have sold, which seemed tacky to me. The names of the characters were such mouthfuls it could almost pass for science fiction if you just changed a few details.
An essential book for someone interested in anthropology, but then, do people even study that anymore, or is the whole concept not p.c.? Just wondering.