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As
a queer alumnus, I was utterly appalled and dismayed
to read Professor Dewey Ganzel's review of Paul
Russell's latest work of fiction, The Coming
Storm Although Professor Ganzel did have some
good things to say about Russell's writing, the
review was essentially grounded in a certain disguised
homophobia, which to queer readers is not disguised
at all.
Professor
Ganzel seems to have a deep need to compare Russell's
work with Thomas Mann's novella Death in Venice,citing
its presence in The Coming Storm as his reason
for doing so. The fact is, however, Death in
Venice pertains particularly to Louis Tremper,
not to either Tracy Parker or Noah Lathrop, except,
perhaps, as they are seen in Louis' eyes. Professor
Ganzel draws particular attention to the fact
that the relationship between Aschenbach and Tadzio
is never consummated, and implies that this is
somehow the far better thing than the consummation,
in its "sometimes fulsome detail" between Tracy
Parker and Noah Lathrop. Professor Ganzel even
goes so far as to say that Tracy Parker chooses
"an act of Dionysian self-indulgence that Mann
would have condemned." Indeed, Mann would have
condemned it, having lived in an entirely different
historical and social-sexual context. The consummation
of the relationship was not Tracy Parker's self-indulgence,
but rather a consensual act between two men, albeit
with a ten-year age difference. Noah knew what
he wanted and whom he loved, and acted on that
powerful human feeling as much as did Tracy Parker.
My
gut feeling is that this was very disturbing,
indeed, to Professor Ganzel. Pederasty brings
up strong taboos. Noah was, however, mature enough
to decide for himself what he wanted and needed
in order to feel like a whole human being. As
readers we witness the powerful and terribly upsetting
struggle within Noah, the 15-year-old boy-child
with all his needs, and Noah the full sexual being
that he is. It seems that Professor Ganzel would
have had it otherwise, somehow more proper.
Professor
Ganzel's review reminds me of the reviews done
by the late Claudia Cassidy, the Chicago arts
critic. She, too, could not review anything artistic
on its own merits, but rather, always had to compare
it to something older and, in her perception,
more grand. Like Cassidy's reviews, Professor
Ganzel is saying, "Well, Paul Russell is certainly
a worthy author, but he is no Thomas Mann." Indeed,
he is not, nor is he trying to be, and such a
comparison belittles the greatness of Paul Russell's
writing, his imagination, sentence structure,
exquisite turns of phrase, his clear delight in
the written word.
I
was deeply offended by the homophobic content
of Professor Ganzel's review, especially as the
first gay man to come out on campus in the history
of Oberlin, and one who watches closely, participates
in, and is thrilled with what the queer student
community and queer and queer-friendly faculty
and administration have achieved over the three
decades since my own outrageous act of what Professor
Ganzel would no doubt call my own act of self-indulgence.
As
a queer alumnus and a member of the Oberlin Lambda
Alumni Steering Committee, I believe an apology
is in order from OAM for such an error in judgment.
Chicago,
Illinois
It
was moving to read your brief summary of the remarkable
life of Richard Weekes '49 (Winter). Three years
with the U.S. Navy in the Pacific, World War II.
Master's degree from Columbia in Middle Eastern
Affairs. Writer for the U.S. Information Agency
in Pakistan, the London correspondent for TIME,
the director of CARE in Turkey, the executive
director of the Iran Foundation in New York, head
of the Ford Foundation in Brazil.
A real credit to our nation, to himself, to his
family, and to Oberlin.
Though
I only attended Oberlin in the '42-'43 year
and never ran into him again, I knew Dick as
a member of our informal frosh squad football
team. (One of the fine things about Oberlin
in fall '42 was that any male student could
try out and play on a freshman team regardless
of his height, weight or lack of skill. The
college furnished old beat-up helmets and uniforms,
and towels and socks.)
On
that team Dick was, I believe, quarterback and
the most dynamic player. Obviously a leader
as well as a hard-hitter and brain, he also
was the closest thing we had to a coach. Dick
always played and worked and studied and swam
hard. And he chose worthy games to play the
rest of his life.
San
Luis Obispo, California
Our
thanks to the dozens of readers who commented
on the new format of OAM introduced in the winter
issue. Although most of you praised the breezier
format and meatier articles, others raised legitimate
design concerns, which we addressed in this
issue. Here are some excerpts from your letters:
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"Imagine
my surprise at receiving in the mail today
a trendy, breezy, readable, interesting, contemporary,
and urbane alumni magazine. What happened
to the old stodgy, boring Oberlin?"
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"I thought we were through with that five
years ago when red was the color de jour for
magazine redesigns."
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"Since so many of your readers are at retirement
age or nearing it, please keep readability
in mind. Printing white type on a dark background
needs a bolder, more even font."
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"I am an artist and it is a joy to see the
wonderful design decisions you have made.
I also applaud the decision to put more money
toward freelance articles. I read the magazine
from cover to cover."
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"I liked it, but I hated the word Oberlin
on the front cover. It served no purpose other
than to annoy me and make me duly focus on
the R."
As
mentioned in the winter issue, this redesign
is a work in progress. Please keep the comments
coming.
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