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April 9, 2014

Jonathan Tobin: Why Did Kerry Lie About Israeli Blame?

Samuel G. Freedman: A resolution 70 years later for a father's unsettling legacy of ashes from Dachau

Jessica Ivins: A resolution 70 years later for a father's unsettling legacy of ashes from Dachau

Kim Giles: Asking for help is not weakness

Kathy Kristof and Barbara Hoch Marcus: 7 Great Growth Israeli Stocks

Matthew Mientka: How Beans, Peas, And Chickpeas Cleanse Bad Cholesterol and Lowers Risk of Heart Disease

Sabrina Bachai: 5 At-Home Treatments For Headaches

The Kosher Gourmet by Daniel Neman Have yourself a matzo ball: The secrets bubby never told you and recipes she could have never imagined

April 8, 2014

Lori Nawyn: At Your Wit's End and Back: Finding Peace

Susan B. Garland and Rachel L. Sheedy: Strategies Married Couples Can Use to Boost Benefits

David Muhlbaum: Smart Tax Deductions Non-Itemizers Can Claim

Jill Weisenberger, M.S., R.D.N., C.D.E : Before You Lose Your Mental Edge

Dana Dovey: Coffee Drinkers Rejoice! Your Cup Of Joe Can Prevent Death From Liver Disease

Chris Weller: Electric 'Thinking Cap' Puts Your Brain Power Into High Gear

The Kosher Gourmet by Marlene Parrish A gift of hazelnuts keeps giving --- for a variety of nutty recipes: Entree, side, soup, dessert

April 4, 2014

Rabbi David Gutterman: The Word for Nothing Means Everything

Charles Krauthammer: Kerry's folly, Chapter 3

Amy Peterson: A life of love: How to build lasting relationships with your children

John Ericson: Older Women: Save Your Heart, Prevent Stroke Don't Drink Diet

John Ericson: Why 50 million Americans will still have spring allergies after taking meds

Cameron Huddleston: Best and Worst Buys of April 2014

Stacy Rapacon: Great Mutual Funds for Young Investors

Sarah Boesveld: Teacher keeps promise to mail thousands of former students letters written by their past selves

The Kosher Gourmet by Sharon Thompson Anyone can make a salad, you say. But can they make a great salad? (SECRETS, TESTED TECHNIQUES + 4 RECIPES, INCLUDING DRESSINGS)

April 2, 2014

Paul Greenberg: Death and joy in the spring

Dan Barry: Should South Carolina Jews be forced to maintain this chimney built by Germans serving the Nazis?

Mayra Bitsko: Save me! An alien took over my child's personality

Frank Clayton: Get happy: 20 scientifically proven happiness activities

Susan Scutti: It's Genetic! Obesity and the 'Carb Breakdown' Gene

Lecia Bushak: Why Hand Sanitizer May Actually Harm Your Health

Stacy Rapacon: Great Funds You Can Own for $500 or Less

Cameron Huddleston: 7 Ways to Save on Home Decor

The Kosher Gourmet by Steve Petusevsky Exploring ingredients as edible-stuffed containers (TWO RECIPES + TIPS & TECHINQUES)

Jewish World Review Feb. 3, 2010 / 19 Shevat 5770

If only Edwards' enabler turned betrayer had Salinger's sense of privacy

By Kathleen Parker

Kathleen Parker


http://www.JewishWorldReview.com | My favorite thing about J.D. Salinger wasn't his seminal work — or his most famous character, Holden Caulfield — but how little I knew of him, thanks to his relentless pursuit of privacy.

It's the same thing I also love about two other favorite writers, both, coincidentally, great Southern dames — Harper Lee and Florence King. The former, Pulitzer Prize-winning author of "To Kill a Mockingbird," has declined most interview requests since the 1960 publication of the novel.

Her recorded public ventures have included judging an annual high school essay-writing contest sponsored by the University of Alabama. She also visited Washington in 2007 to receive the Presidential Medal of Freedom. Otherwise, to fans' kind invitations to be interviewed, Lee has written personal notes, declining.

Similarly, King, whose witty, erudite and often laugh-out-loud essays and books have amused readers for decades, shuns the glare of appreciation. She is known to communicate by snail mail with a select few, and even to e-mail occasionally, but is not one to open the door should someone summon the audacity to knock.

Some of King's funniest pieces pertain to her avoidance of fans, but her best musings concern what we charitably refer to as "American culture." To wit: "Time has lost all meaning in that nightmare alley of the Western world known as the American mind."

In the days since Salinger's death at age 91, much has been written about all we didn't know about him. So mysterious was he that at times during his 30-year silence, it was easy to wonder whether he was still alive. Given the breathless pace of breaking news, we scarcely have time to note a death, much less to mourn the loss. There's something awry in the rat race when one wonders two days after a fact whether it's too late to write about it.

Now we wonder: Did Salinger leave behind a trove? Are there new Holden Caulfields to discover? Notebooks of cultural criticism? Can we finally possess his thoughts after so many years of being denied entrance to his private sanctum?

I am not immune to the hope that other works will surface. At this point, cocktail napkin doodles will do. We shall read, and we shall be moved to gladness or sadness, but by Salinger, we will be moved.

But by Andrew Young? Not so much.

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Young, by now unavoidable, is the former (and formerly devoted) aide to John Edwards who has just added a new tome to that best-selling genre, the tell-all. Publication of "The Politician" happened to coincide with Salinger's death, thus prompting the inevitable detour into the dot-connecting abyss of King's aforementioned nightmare alley.

No reluctant famer, that Young fellow.

Of course, few writers — whether they pen fiction or nonfiction — can afford to be as mysterious as Salinger or King or Lee. The saturated book market demands that even the most private of authors subject themselves to the gantlet of a book tour, if they're lucky enough to land one, and to schmoozing with potential book buyers.

Still, how far we have come from the days of admiring a reclusive writer who sought shelter from the corrosive effects of fame to celebrating a typist — as Truman Capote once described "On the Road" author Jack Kerouac — whose motives are only fame, the attendant lucre and, increasingly, political status.

Young tells all, he claims, for the integrity of the public record, even though Edwards is a contender for nothing and is, by any measure, already a ruined man. But partly, Young admits, he wrote the book for the money. Do tell. We are supposed to embrace as virtue Young's assertion that he has declined "gigantic" sums of money offered for a sex tape he claims to possess of Edwards and his mistress.

Obviously, absolute privacy for politicians isn't tenable, or even desirable, to the same degree that a book author might deserve or demand. In a broader sense, however, the extent to which we feel entitled to another's private life, disregarding collateral damage to others, is a pox on all our houses.

As we mourn the death of an author who prized personal space above fame and fortune, we might also mourn the dearth of enigma. Ultimately, respecting another's privacy is an act of self-respect, of which we have too little. Alas, for good reason.

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