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Hope Dies Last: Keeping the Faith in Troubled Times by Studs Terkel, a guest book review

Today's book review is from a guest, our first. The guest is Bea Cotton, a fluffy white Bichon Frise, who has her reviews ghost written by owner Edie Cotton. Both Bea and Edie are great characters that speak the same language — so to speak. Bea woofs in a language called Dogese, which apparently Edie understands and transcribes for us here in her review of Hope Dies Last: Keeping the Faith in Troubled Times by Studs Terkel. Thanks for reading and share your reviews with us by emailing carol doane at gmail.com. Happy Reading!

While just a dog, I simply do not understand the human psychology of denying something that is right in front of you. It’s like saying, “I’m not hot-tempered,” while boasting about pretty much any one human nationality.

So, before you beg to differ, I’ll bark off a list of such “somethings,” in case you human readers don’t understand Dogese:
  • environmental injustice
  • healthcare injustice
  • racial injustice
  • gender injustice
  • housing injustice
  • wage injustice
  • commodity-over-community injustice
  • . . . etc.
CATCH where I am running with this? One is either hot-tempered that these things exist, or hot-tempered that someone has the nerve to mention that they exist. Just makes me want to whimper, “Doggone,” and then chew the squeaker out of my stuffed squirrel.

So, panting to find some hope, people, I picked up a collection of interviews — with congressmen and cooks, union organizers and CEOs, students, immigrants, activists, veterans, priests and lawyers — constituting the alternative American history of ordinary folks. The long short of it: people can surprise you!

So that’s where I’m going this month with book titles:

Hope Dies Last: Keeping the Faith in Troubled Times by Studs Terkel, 2003, The New Press.

About the author: Studs Terkel, Pulitzer Prize-winning author, wrote searching interviews with ordinary Americans and helped to establish oral history as a serious genre. His “guerrilla journalism” was not, however, an inquisition as an exploration into the past. He died in 2008 and wanted as his epitaph “Curiosity never killed this cat.”

Friskily yours,

Beatrix

Rating: Howling: Woof-Woof-Woof!
Graphic created by Manop Leklai from Noun Project


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