Cornel West At the Crossroads

The best review is a bad review. Example A – Scott McLemee's review of Cornel West's Brother West: Living and Loving Out Loud, A Memoir.

Legend has it that the blues guitarist Robert Johnson acquired his
haunting style by selling his soul to the devil at a crossroads. West,
as a “bluesman of the life of the mind,” has clearly also been to the
crossroads. The devil gave him a team of publicists. I don't think this
was a good bargain on West's part. It left him unable to recognize that
self-respect is often the enemy of self-esteem.

[Snickering sounds.]

6 thoughts on “Cornel West At the Crossroads

  1. I intended to title my review of a David Foster Wallace book of essays, “A Supposedly Good Author I Will Never Read Again.” Unfortunately, I found the title rendered the review superfluous. (Rather like Daniel Davies and “Being Freakonomical With the Truth”.)
    This led Teresa Nielsen Hayden to say, “O, that is wonderful, I am slain.”


  2. Thanks for the pointer, BB. The review explains rather a lot about The Magus, except why people insist on liking it. Best line from Sansom, “They tidy up, your mum and dad.”


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