Wednesday, April 06, 2016
Home sick yesterday I set my phone to play the podcast of Moby Dick and drifted in and out of consciousness. My admiration for Moby Dick is well known in certain circles: I read it to my daughters at bedtime until each was old enough to cry, "No more Moby Dick!" The results speak for themselves, but I have never succeeded in persuading anyone else to try the experiment, although for a while I made the book a christening gift to select friends. I have long maintained that it is the greatest American novel, and although there are persuasive arguments for The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, or The Great Gatsby, I stand by that pronouncement. Damn, it is good.
// posted by Bill @ 8:49 AM 
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