Charlotte Hays' book "When Did White Trash Become the New Normal" was hilarious, but it's sad that society has deteriorated to this point. Why do we celebrate what we used to tsk over? Why are people famous for nothing more than acting like fools on camera? I don't watch a lot of reality TV, and most so called "celebrities" are nothing more than scum, and it's just sad that it takes so little to be famous. I wish intelligent people were given television shows and talked about on talk shows and in magazines. It would be great to celebrate people with class and manners again. Remember when girls wanted to be like Grace Kelly? Sophisticated and charming and classy? Or even Jackie Kennedy Onassis. Polite, well bred women who would no more swear in public than they would appear nude. Those ladies were role models. Alas, the world has moved on.
I haven't read a John Grisham book in a long time. They all started to sound similar, so I stopped. I did however really enjoy "A Time to Kill", and when I found out that his latest, "Sycamore Row", featured the same lawyer, Jake Brigance, I wanted to read it. It was very good, I enjoyed it. Jake receives a handwritten will in the mail and a note from Seth Hubbard the day after Seth kills himself, asking Jake to defend his new will and prepare for a fight, because he's cut his children out completely, and it turns out Seth was quite wealthy, worth over $20 million. The worst part of the new will? He's left the bulk of his estate to his black housekeeper whom he's known for only 3 years. Of course when his children find out a hue and cry is raised and Jake prepares for a court battle to defend Seth's wishes. I sort of figured out before the big reveal why Seth wanted to leave all his money to his housekeeper, but it was a good story just the same.
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