与猫头鹰一起检查糖尿病

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• By this time we were in our twenties, and I understood that friendship could not be manufactured. You didn't look through your address book thinking, where are the Koreans? or I need to meet more paralysed people. Not that it's outlandish to have such friends, but they have to be made organically. The people I hung out with in my early twenties were middle-class and, at least to our minds, artistic. We'd all turned our backs on privilege, but comfortably, the way you can when you still have access to it. No one wanted to call home asking for money, but wee all knew that in a pinch our parents would come through for us. It was this, more than race, that set me apart from Delicia, for how could someone on the bottom rung of the ladder no be outraged by the unfairness of it all (查看原文)

  Z 2013-06-26 21:08:08

• I didn't have the analogy of the stovetop back then, but what I'd done was turn off the burner marked "family". Then I'd locked my door and sat there simmering, knowing even then that without them, I was nothing. Not a son or a brother but just a boy - and how could that ever be enough? As a full-grown man it seems no different. CUt off your family, and how would you know who you are? Cut them off in order to gain success, and how could that success be measured? what would it possibly mean? I thought of this as the kookaburra, finally full, swallowed his last strip of duck meat, and took off over the lake. Inside the restaurant, our first courses had arrived, and I watched through the window as Hugh and Pat considered their plates. I should have gone inside right then, but I needed anoth... (查看原文)

  Z 2013-06-27 23:10:33

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