Today was a really slow day at Book Expo America, which is not a good sign for the publishing industry—Saturdays are usually the most hectic of the expo. I talked with a lot of professionals in the industry about how they believe the show is going. The responses were all very similar: Though they thought the show was pretty dismal professionally (low traffic, and not much to be excited about in the fall), nearly everybody was personally having a great time because they were able to take their time and talk to old friends. The pace wasn't as breakneck as at Book Expos past. Interesting upcoming books include new novels by Jonathan Lethem and Lorrie Moore and Ted Kennedy's biography.
At the end of the day, people started drinking on the show floor. Marvel Comics hosted a 70th anniversary party with free drinks and yummy appetizers. One company lined their booth with sand, made margaritas, and had bikini-clad ladies showing people their new Cool-er e-reader. Basically, the Cool-er is a slimmed-down, DRM-free Kindle with an iPod scroll wheel. Having handled one of them (the e-reader, not the bikini models), I have to say that if I were going to get an e-reader, I'd probably get this one. It's simple, streamlined, and it looks and feels nice, too.
And here are the books that I got today:

I picked up The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, which is a special preview of the upcoming Eoin Colfer continuation of the late Douglas Adams' beloved sci-fi comedy series (which I am against in theory, but I had to pick this up because, well, train wreck), A Meaningful Life by L.J. Davis (with a foreword by Jonathan Lethem), a long-out-of print but critically acclaimed novel from 1971 that the wonderful folks at the New York Review of Books have finally brought back into print, Unreasonable Men, by Paul David Pope, which is the story of the National Enquirer (Pope is the son of the Enquirer's founder), and a fat stack of comic books from Image Comics (whose publicity person, Joe Keatinge, is a goodwill ambassador and ardent supporter of comics). There's a young adult superhero comic called G-Man: Learning to Fly by Chris Giarrusso, the first issue of Image's gorgeous Popgun anthology, and the first three volumes of Image's Ted McKeever Anthology, which includes his early series Transit, Metropol, and Eddy Current. Not pictured is Jutta Richter's young adult novel Beyond the Station Lies the Sea, which is a weird German book published by Milkweed Editions about a kid who gives away his guardian angel. I can't wait to fly home tomorrow and start reading all these great books
Left Westlake Center around 6:00, did a few turns through downtown streets, funneled into the Pacific Place parking garage and out the other side, then down First Avenue to Safeco Field, and then there was some confusion while a couple cyclists started pedaling up the viaduct onramp. No way. Right? No way were we going up onto the freeway. Right? The girl next to me was visiting from Calgary. It was her first day in Seattle. Why'd she decide to vacation in Seattle? "Because you felt like riding your bike on the freeway?" I said, as it became clear that this freeway thing was on, we were doing it, we were moving up the onramp. "Yeah, because I felt like riding my bike on the freeway," she said, smiling hugely.


At the top of the ramp we waited until the group was dense enough to move out into traffic.

A car SCREEEECHed to a stop. Once we corked the flow of traffic, we were golden.

Deep thought: Could we just turn the viaduct into an elevated bike path? Wouldn't that be insanely cool? Holy expletive, it's beautiful up there. There were news choppers overhead.

The elevated freeway, of course, becomes an underground tunnel as it passes Belltown.


On the other side of that tunnel the freeway turns two-way, but there's a center divider to protect you from the traffic coming at you. And then the freeway becomes the Aurora Bridge, which has no divider.



The trip ended at Golden Gardens, with people swimming while the sun set.
Critical Mass happens at 5:30 at Westlake Center on the last Friday of every month. Anyone with a bike is encouraged to ride. The more people, the more of a chance you get to do things like RIDE YOUR BIKE ON THE FREEWAY. More info here. Photographs by Adam Shahan.
I interviewed mystery author Alan Furst today at BEA. Furst is the author of ten historical spy thrillers set in Europe in the 30s and 40s. He was a genuine delight—at the end of the interview, he gave me his home phone number in case I needed more information, which is, I think, a first for me; I've never had an author do that before.
Furst wrote for the Seattle Weekly back in the 70s when it started. He mostly wrote a football column, but he eventually started writing a serial for the paper that he says was "terrible. I tried, I did the best I could. It ran every week and it had its own sponsor—Yukie and Wendy's Hair Salon—and it was very popular." Furst says the story "went from Seattle location to Seattle location," and it featured many types of people he saw in Seattle at the time, "the Jewish charity lady from Mercer Island and...the vet from Vietnam. "
Furst is a meticulous researcher—his books are packed with period detail, lovingly rendered—and he says that nowadays it takes him "about three months" to research a book and then "about a year to actually write it. It used to take longer, but "I've written ten books on the time period" and so he's got quite a library set up at home. Also, "I didn't have the internet for five books. It made everything better."
He's always had an interest in history—on reading my name tag, Furst immediately asked if I was related to the Constants who fought in the Revolutionary War and insisted that I research Benjamin Constant. That said, his interest in World War II-era Poland and France was a "complete insane accident" that came about when he went on assignment to Moscow for Esquire magazine. "I'd never been in a police state. It had a really heavy effect on me." Soon enough, Furst says, "I decided that I wanted to read a panoramic spy novel set in the 30s and 40s. And it didn't exist! If you ask most writers, they'll say that they wrote the book that they wanted to read." He's happy being a bestselling author of books set in a very particular time period. "I'm never going to change. Every time I write one story I find two more."
I'll be running the interview in its entirety—about his influence and his wonderful supporting characters and more about his time living in Seattle—once I transcribe it. Furst is coming to town on June 11th at Third Place Books. If you're into espionage, his books make terrific summer reading.
So I was at a party put on by Granta and BOMB magazine and they were serving this bowl of dip:

I ate it and it was kind of slimy and tasted like raw eggs and generally not at all like you'd expect a hot pink dip to taste. Does anybody have any idea what I ate? Nobody at the party seemed to know.
That's from an email I got the last time I was on the teevee and mentioned the relevant-to-the-convo fact that I was a parent. It was an unpaid teevee appearance—CNN, I think—which makes the "cashing in" charge a bit ludicrous. Making it more ludicrous is the fact that I've twice passed up the opportunity to really cash in on my family.
I was reminded of the "cash in" email this morning while reading Gail Collins' column in the NYT about “Jon & Kate Plus Eight," the reality/horror show that's drawing its bigger audiences ever as Jon & Kate's marriage teeters on the verge of collapse. "Once science made it so much easier for people to have six, seven, eight babies at a time, it seems right that the world would come up with some occupation that would allow the parents to make a living without leaving the nursery," Collins writes. The Gosselins get $50,000 per episode, a windfall that has allowed to move themselves, their kids, and TLC's camera crews into a big house on 24 acres. What the family needs most right now is privacy but the show is now their only source of income, so... it continues. "Reality shows about the day-to-day lives of any family that is not headed by an aging rock star" are one of the worst ideas of the new millennium, writes Collins.
I've been following the Jon & Kate saga via old issues of People while I get my haircut and I have to say... something petty and defensive. Twice I've been offered—twice—a "reality show" about my family life. One was for the same fee Jon & Kate are getting: 50K per episode. All we'd have to do is allow camera crews into our home, allow them to follow the kid around, allow them to follow me around at work and Terry at home. "Insanely permissive sex columnist by day," went one of the pitches, "strictly traditional dad by night." I didn't have to ask the boyfriend: I turned both offers down flat. A reality show? I wouldn't do that to my boyfriend, I wouldn't do that to our kid, I wouldn't do that to myself. And if I had been tempted by the offers—it was a lot of money—just the look on my boyfriend's face when I told him about the first offer—an offer I'd already turned down—made it clear that my saying "yes" to a reality show meant saying "hello" to his Canadian divorce lawyer.
Anyway, I do write about my life a bit—two books, some regular radio stuff—and the kid comes up. So I suppose on some level I have exploited him. But cashing in on him? I had the chance, twice, and said no. Because unlike Jon & Kate Gosselin I'm not bat & shit crazy.
Film
The subject of anti-gay politicians' secret gay lives is so complex and distasteful that mainstream media won't touch it unless forced to—by Mark Foley's e-mails or Larry Craig's "wide stance" or Jim McGreevey's irrepressible hunger for cock. So thank God for Kirby Dick, the Academy Award–nominated documentarian who does the dirty work of exposing some of America's most notorious closet cases. His film is fearless, methodical, and, in a promising sign of the times, inspires more pity than rancor. UPDATE FROM DAVID SCHMADER: As commenters have noted, Outrage's Seattle run has ended. My apologies for the snafu (sometimes the folks at Landmark are poor communicators), and Outrage should be on cable and/or video soon. DAVID SCHMADER
Three readings today.
At Elliott Bay Book Company, Jane Ganahl, Diane Mapes and Anne Buelteman talk about women traveling in midlife to celebrate the paperback release of Single Woman of a Certain Age: Romantic Escapades, Shifting Shapes, and Serene Independence.
Third Place Books hosts Gene Ayres, who is a mystery author who lived in china for two and a half years. Billion to One is his non-fiction account of that time.
And Anthony Bourdain and Mario Batali are at the Paramount tonight. The celebrity chefs will engage in "foodie banter," which sounds like a disease you'd pick up in a Thai whorehouse.
The full readings calendar, including the next week or so, is here.
Post by news intern Alexander P. Brown
Bwest Fwriends!: No animosity between the two most recent former presidents.
SPD Has Been Reading Max Brooks: Man in too realistic zombie military outfit gets arrested.
Ranger Smith Finally Gets A Win: Supposed "Urban Phantom" bear is found, tranquilized in Everett.
Gardening Is That Serious: Man killed by Snohomish County deputies after arguing over spraying weeds.
One Reason To Open The Restrictions: Man wins billion dollar lawsuit over Fidel Castro and Che Guevara.
And Yet They Shut Down Craigslist's Erotic Section...: Paper issues apology after classified calling for assassination of the president is run.
It Wouldn't Seattle Without A Rally: This one for health care.
We've Got Problems: Coffee prices are going up.
Thinking About Going Out Today?: Skip the flip-flops, they could be hazardous.
Stranger Staff Needs To Be In These Studies: British psychologist reads bar body language.
Conservatives Getting All Fussy: About Sotomayor's comments and affiliations regarding her ethnicity. But were they thinking of a different La Raza?
Now go outside. It's pretty.
Dom and Jonah, it's articles like this that make me thankful The Stranger exists. There's no way the mainstream press would get this story right. These people have done nothing wrong, are being totally fucked over by the city. It's always a bad thing when government tramples on the civil rights of its citizens.Dom, as someone with experience with successful initiatives, you should start an initiative to legalize brothels in Seattle. Sell it to liberals and feminists as a woman's right to her body and livelihood, and as a way stop exploitation by pimps. Sell it to the neighborhoods as a way to end streetwalking. Sell it to everyone else as a way to boost tourism and tax revenues.
You all know it's the right thing to do, and you have the balls and talent to do it.
Posted by seandr on May 29, 2009 at 11:22 PM
The NYT's headline yesterday: Sotomayor’s Focus on Race Issues May Be Hurdle
Photo caption: "Conservatives say Judge Sonia Sotomayor’s race-based approach to the law is grounds for her to not be a Supreme Court justice."
Sure seems like she definitively has a "focus on race" and a "race-based approach to the law", huh?
This conservative talking point and attack line on Sotomayor is based on her signing onto one federal appeals court decision, Ricci v. New Haven. Of course, the conservatives don't bother to look at the rest of her judicial record, and neither does the Times.
Tom Goldstein of SCOTUSBlog does bother, reviewing her participation in nearly 100 decisions involving race in some way.
Of the 96 cases, Judge Sotomayor and the panel rejected the claim of discrimination roughly 78 times and agreed with the claim of discrimination 10 times; the remaining 8 involved other kinds of claims or dispositions. Of the 10 cases favoring claims of discrimination, 9 were unanimous. (Many, by the way, were procedural victories rather than judgments that discrimination had occurred.) Of those 9, in 7, the unanimous panel included at least one Republican-appointed judge. In the one divided panel opinion, the dissent’s point dealt only with the technical question of whether the criminal defendant in that case had forfeited his challenge to the jury selection in his case. So Judge Sotomayor rejected discrimination-related claims by a margin of roughly 8 to 1.
Goldstein's conclusion: "Given that record, it seems absurd to say that Judge Sotomayor allows race to infect her decisionmaking."
It's great to see someone do a complete review of her record, rather than just repeat and advance the conservative line that Ricci, controversial as it is, defines her career on issues of race. It clearly does not.
via Jay Rosen