
Dogfight by Calvin Trillin
In his latest laugh-out-loud book of political verse, Calvin Trillin provides a riotous depiction of the 2012 presidential election campaign. Dogfight is a narrative poem interrupted regularly by other poems and occasionally by what the author calls a pause for prose (Callista Gingrich, Aware That Her Husband Has Cheated On and Then Left Two Wives Who Had Serious Illnesses, Tries Desperately to Make Light of a Bad Cough). With the same barbed wit he displayed in the bestsellers Deciding the Next Decider, Obliviously On He Sails, and A Heckuva Job, America's deadline poet trains his sights on the Tea Party (These folks were quick to vocally condemn/All handouts but the ones that went to them) and the slapstick field of contenders for the Republican nomination (Though first-tier candidates were mostly out, /Republicans were asking, What about/The second tier or what about the third?/Has nothing from those other tiers been heard?). There is an ode to Michele Bachmann, sung to the tune of a Beatles classic (Michele, our belle/Thinks that gays will all be sent to hell) and passages on the exit of candidates like Herman Cain (Although his patter in debates could tickle, /Cain's pool of knowledge seemed less pool than trickle) and Rick Santorum (The race will miss the purity/That you alone endow./We'll never find another man/Who's holier than thou.) On its way to the November 6 finale, Trillin's narrative takes us through such highlights as the January caucuses in frigid Iowa (To listen to long speeches is your duty, /And getting there could freeze off your patootie), the Republican convention (It seemed like Clint, his chair, and their vignette/Had wandered in from some adjoining set), and Mitt Romney's secretly recorded 47 percent speech, which inspired the I Got the Mitt Thinks I'm a Moocher, a Taker not a Maker, Blues.
CALVIN TRILLIN
Calvin Trillin has been acclaimed in fields of writing that are remarkably diverse. A staff writer for The New Yorker for forty years, Trillin has been called perhaps the finest reporter in America. His antic commentary on the American scene and his books chronicling his adventures as a happy eater have earned him renown as a classic American humorist. Trillin was born and raised in Kansas City, MO. He graduated from Yale in 1957, served in the army and then joined Time magazine. After a year covering the South from the Atlanta bureau, he became a writer for Time in New York. In 1963, he became a staff writer for The New Yorker. From 1978 to 1985, Trillin was a columnist for The Nation, writing what USA Today called simply the funniest regular column in journalism. From 1986 through 1995, the column was syndicated to newspapers. His columns have been collected in five books: Uncivil Liberties; With All Disrespect, If You Can't Say Something Nice (1987), Enough's Enough, and Too Soon to Tell. From 1996 to 2001, Trillin did a column for Time. Since 1990, Trillin has written a piece of comic verse weekly for The Nation. In 1994, he published Deadline Poet, his account of being a commentator-in-rhyme on the news of the day. Trillin's books have included three comic novels, a collection of short stories, a travel book and an account of the desegregation of the University of Georgia. His three antic books on eating -- American Fried, Alice Let's Eat and Third Helpings -- were compiled in 1994 into a single volume called The Tummy Trilogy. His memoirs include Remembering Denny and Messages from My Father, both New York Times bestsellers. Trillin lives in New York City.
Calvin Trillin has been acclaimed in fields of writing that are remarkably diverse. A staff writer for The New Yorker for forty years, Trillin has been called perhaps the finest reporter in America. His antic commentary on the American scene and his books chronicling his adventures as a happy eater have earned him renown as a classic American humorist. Trillin was born and raised in Kansas City, MO. He graduated from Yale in 1957, served in the army and then joined Time magazine. After a year covering the South from the Atlanta bureau, he became a writer for Time in New York. In 1963, he became a staff writer for The New Yorker. From 1978 to 1985, Trillin was a columnist for The Nation, writing what USA Today called simply the funniest regular column in journalism. From 1986 through 1995, the column was syndicated to newspapers. His columns have been collected in five books: Uncivil Liberties; With All Disrespect, If You Can't Say Something Nice (1987), Enough's Enough, and Too Soon to Tell. From 1996 to 2001, Trillin did a column for Time. Since 1990, Trillin has written a piece of comic verse weekly for The Nation. In 1994, he published Deadline Poet, his account of being a commentator-in-rhyme on the news of the day. Trillin's books have included three comic novels, a collection of short stories, a travel book and an account of the desegregation of the University of Georgia. His three antic books on eating -- American Fried, Alice Let's Eat and Third Helpings -- were compiled in 1994 into a single volume called The Tummy Trilogy. His memoirs include Remembering Denny and Messages from My Father, both New York Times bestsellers. Trillin lives in New York City.
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| ISBN 13 | 9780812993684 |
| ISBN 10 | 0812993683 |
| Titel | Dogfight |
| Autor | Calvin Trillin |
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| Bindungsart | Hardback |
| Verlag | Random House USA Inc |
| Erscheinungsjahr | 2012-11-20 |
| Seitenanzahl | 176 |
| Hinweis auf dem Einband | Die Abbildung des Buches dient nur Illustrationszwecken, die tatsächliche Bindung, das Cover und die Auflage können sich davon unterscheiden. |
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