Neither Bobby Fischer's skill nor his staunch anti-Semitism stands a chance against the Zen art and compassion of The Things They Carried by Tim O'Brien, a precisely crafted and mindful commentary on the Vietnam War. . . er, I mean, "police action."
02 October 2005
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It has to be Nabokov, but since King, Queen, Knave or Solus Rex seem too metonymic for my taste, I'll go with Pale Fire--it always suckers me into thinking I'm winning, then kicks my ass with the dreaded Nizmoidian Defense. . . just when I think I've got it in a zugwang, it yells "king me". Arrogant bastard.
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