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August 29, 2003 Just finished reading the sequel to Angela’s Ashes ‘Tis written by Frank McCourt. The memoir is truly gripping, surprisingly simplistic and matter-of-factly. There is hardly anything happy or comforting reading about a poor Irish boy and his family struggling through the depression and consumption plaguing Ireland at the time of the Second World War. Yet there are no unnecessary details or long pitiful paragraphs. Everything is told as it happened with emotions felt THEN and not retouched by recalling the memories. Throughout both the books there are two types of thoughts…what Frank would like to say/do and what actually takes place. Curiously I ask my Irish cousins what they think of the powerfully blunt tale told by Frank McCourt and they tell me he’s wanted in Ireland like Salman Rushdi’s head by all the Muslims. I wonder why in the world the Irish would hate a writer who only wrote what he went through, after all there was no fabrication. Then I thought the hatred must be because of the sarcastic remarks about Catholics and Protestants but that’s not the case. The Irish believe that nobody gets an easy life but you don’t have to make it public and make a laughing stock out of your kind. I guess Frank was right…his father never asked the government for money when the children were starving because he was too proud and that’s because he was from the North. My cousins are from the North too and I guess they are also proud and stubborn. All in all I definitely recommend this book to anyone who lives a comfortable life and still bitches and searches for the ‘deeper meaning’. (11:36 PM) ~`~
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