Bob Greene is back, reporting for CNN from the campaign trail.
As I said on Metafilter, where I found this link, I have such a love-hate relationship with Greene. I adore the naive 17-year-old in his senior diary, "Be True To Your School," and while I realize he relies on the same nostalgic America themes in his columns, and that he knows how to push all the simplistic buttons that make us react to his nostalgia, I enjoy his work anyway.
Yet it's impossible to imagine that same 17-year-old as the dirty old man that's surfaced in all these reports. I want to go back in time and shake him.
I also find it a little disturbing that he gushes so over Lindy Lemon in his writings, but his own wife, Susan, who died right after Greene was fired, doesn't play nearly as important a role in his printed work.
Maybe she just wanted privacy, and asked him not to write about her (and she was in "Good Morning, Merry Sunshine,: his diary of his daughter Amanda's first year, by necessity), but it feels odd. His books are very much BOB-N-LINDY 4EVAH, which would have ticked me off no end if I was the wife having and raising his children. They say people he worked with didn't even know he was married until he wrote the book about Amanda.
I'll still read every word he writes. I can't help it.