Saturday, December 22, 2012

Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can’t Stop Talking by Susan Cain



Several months ago I provided a rather pithy review of Susan Cain’s nonfiction book, Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can’t Stop Talking. However, since this is one of the better nonfiction books I read in 2012, I wanted to provide a more comprehensive critique.

Quiet was just the rationalization I was looking for to justify my hardwired inclinations to isolate myself from the world, and it made me question why I even needed to pardon that proclivity. Unfortunately, this is also why Quiet wasn’t as good as it could have been. 

Cain’s examination of quietness goes beyond the individual to the global. In fact, she connects events such as the Wall Street meltdown and the endless succession of wars to the extroverts of the world who are so forceful and self-assured that they rampage unchecked, dragging the rest of us along in their force field. Of course the irony here is that it takes two to drag, the dragger and the drag-ee.

Quiet also examines introversion in a variety of contexts, like families (e.g., the quiet kids vs. ring leaders) and work (e.g., the invisible cubicle mutes vs. the verbose water cooler jockeys), all of which felt familiar and gratifying in a somewhat unsavory manner. It also identifies the contributions of famous introverts of the world (i.e., J. K. Rowlings, Albert Einstein, Charles M. Schulz, Meryl Streep, Warren Buffett, and Rosa Parks). In fact, Cain glorifies introverts and vilifies extroverts to the point that I, as one reviewer observed, “…got tired of being patted on the head.”

Since Quiet is on the “best nonfiction of 2012” list of Amazon, Barnes & Noble, People Magazine, Goodreads, Today Show, Audible.com, and many others, I could speculate that introverts are the readers of the world and also drive sales of books written to help them stop being introverts. But I won’t. 

Bottom line, I liked Quiet and it will make my best of nonfiction 2012 list too, but I suspect that extroverts who read it will be ambivalent in their imperviousness, and introverts who read it will feel ill at ease with their newly acquired self-righteousness.

Humble request sheds light on how to do holy work these holidays By Judy Knotts


(My friend Judy Knotts is the former and current interim head of St. Gabriel’s Catholic School in Austin, and a columnist for the Austin American-Statesman - below column was re-printed with permission.)

It was a blustery winter day. The wind whipped about spiraling dry leaves and paper scraps everywhere. As I searched for a close-in parking space in the enormous Walmart lot, I glanced at the temperature gage, 35 degrees. The near freezing conditions and dark clouds overhead made it feel like snow or “mixed precipitation” as the weather forecasters like to say. After hunting for my gloves, I wrapped my fleece jacket around me tightly, and hurried from my car to the entrance of the store.

Near the door, an old woman wrapped in a light shawl sat on a wooden bench waiting. Her dark eyes seemed to pierce right through me. Then she spoke, “Please Dearie, can you spare some change for a pair of britches? I have none.”
I was completely taken aback, embarrassed for her, embarrassed for me, and embarrassed for passersby’s who might have heard this uniquely intimate plea. My imagination went wild for a few moments. I tried to figure out how this could be! Was she raped? Were her underclothes so ripped that they were beyond repair? Were they soiled? After a few minutes of this free-range panicking, I realized it really didn’t matter, the fact remained that under her skirt she was wearing nothing.

Over the years panhandlers have asked for money, a hamburger, dog food, or coffee, but no one has ever pleaded for this basic necessity — underwear. How desperate she must have been to beg, feeling exposed and totally stripped of human dignity. Click on Read More Below...

The Homestead on Foxridge Ben & Breakfast



I recently found out that one of my school mates, Leta Smithson Thomas, Leta Jo to me, owns a bed and breakfast just west of San Antonio in Helotes, so I went to the website to check it out, and gal howdy, it is fantastic!

If you, your family or friends need a place to stay when you are in the San Antonio area (family trip to Sea World or Fiesta Texas, live music at John T. Floore's Country Store, dinner at the lovely Gray Moss Inn, golfing at Briggs Ranch, wedding, etc), or if you just need to get away to somewhere quiet and serene for a few days, Foxridge is the place for you. The pool area is beautiful and the breakfast to die for.


You can access the Homestead on Foxridge here, or call her at the phone # above.  When you go to Foxridge be sure to give Leta Jo a hug for me! You can thank me later.

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Yes I am glowing from my fabulous massage from Wilma Schindeler, and you can glow too!

Contact Wilma at
432-386-2222
or
wilmaschindeler@mac.com.

Wednesday, December 19, 2012