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Reading on the Road - September 1999

As I have reported in other road diaries, we spend a lot of our time on the road reading . . . or at least trying to read. Dan and John wisely choose stories of adventure and page-turning suspense. Captain Spinnaker and the Battle of Cape Thunder. At the end of a tour, they've read ten books each and feel wonderfully entertained. My approach has been less successful for reasons which will soon be obvious.

In the past years, I have surveyed my knowledge of history and the "great books of all time" and, no surprise, found that my knowledge consists mainly of holes. Furthermore, I am keenly aware that the world has a small but ready supply of people who can toss their heads in mock amazement and say "What?! You haven't read Plato's Republic?!! And you call yourself educated?!"

No, I haven't read Plato's Republic. No, I don't call myself educated, but somehow encounters with these snobs have terrorized me to the point where I now feel like a soccer goalie defending a mile wide goal against a team of tweed-coated know-it-alls. "What? You haven't read the ancient Greeks?!" Goal! "Haven't read A Tale of Two Cities?" Goal! "The Scarlet Letter?" Goal! Half-time score: Jake - 0, Team Tweed - eighteen bookshelves and counting.

Speaking of those eighteen bookshelves of books I haven't read, I have an important announcement: PLEASE DON'T E-MAIL ANY BOOK RECOMMENDATIONS TO ME! Somehow discussing this particular endeavor with friends prompts them to add even more required reading to my self-imposed lifetime homework assignment. It's not that I necessarily love to read. I just have a lot of ass covering to do, and I don't want to know that the ass in question is even larger than previously feared.

Me: I don't know. It's like with each book I read I fall further behind.
Friend: Kind of overloaded?
Me: Yes, overloaded.
Friend: Hmmmmm . . . What about 'Gravity's Rainbow?' That's a must!

Thanks dude. "Gravity's Rainbow" is a long and punishing novel by Thomas Pynchon. It overwhelms most who attempt to read it. (I made it through page 28.) Thus the few who have finished it feel they have earned the right to lord it over the rest of us by "recommending" it. This is like going to the swimming pool and saying to a fellow swimmer "I thought I knew what swimming was all about . . . then I swam the English Channel. Ahhhhhhh . . . the English Channel . . . now THAT's swimming."

Not that I don't buy into the logic of the snobs. If someone gives me a copy of 'All I Ever Needed To Know I Learned In Kindergarten' and says "Jake, I read this and thought of you," I think "Why the hell did you think of me? I'm not wasting my time with that crap. I still haven't read 'Gravity's Rainbow!'"

Some highbrow is probably waiting to stand up and insist that all of this reading should be done for enjoyment -- as if reading the ancient Romans is as much fun as slurping down a chocolate milkshake. It's more like eating a wheelbarrow full of spinach, but that's the price you pay. After all, if what you want is a profound commentary on life brimming with drama, flavored with a subtle wit, and fueled by the power of the imagination, you can always watch The Simpsons. If, however, you want to achieve a greater sense of ignorance, alienation, and a deep-seated rage aimed at those who were never impressed with you no matter how hard you tried -- if those are the things you want and you are willing to do whatever it takes to get them, then you will find the classics richly rewarding.

So I keep myself occupied. Meanwhile, I hear Dan and John gasp as they flip through page after page of action like this:

"'Now!' said the captain. 'Fire!' cried Jenkins, and a thunderous roar erupted from the ship's deck as all twenty cannons pounded the French vessel, snapping its mast and ripping through its hull."

All of this has no bearing upon Semisonic fans except perhaps to explain why it is that Dan and John look so pleased in our pictures while I look slightly pissed off. For the record, I was once far better looking than either of my bandmates.

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