Home Articles Culture, High & Low Souls of Carnival ArticlesCulture, High & Low Souls of Carnival By Bill Kauffman - December 10, 2010 4 Reading Time: < 1 Facebook Twitter Email Print My review of Les Bodnar’s Carnie is in today’s Wall Street Journal: RELATED ARTICLESMORE FROM AUTHOR Culture, High & Low Warnings Heeded and Unheeded: A Review of Live Not by Lies Culture, High & Low Brass Spittoon: Ken Myers on Three Decades (almost) of Mars Hill Audio Culture, High & Low An Artistic Ecosystem: A Review of Makoto Fujimura’s Culture Care Culture, High & Low Moon Missions and the Southern Tradition Culture, High & Low A Young Girl’s Guide to Power Tools Culture, High & Low Justice, Sovereignty, and the Throwaway Culture: Reading Charles Camosy 4 COMMENTS Mr. Kauffman – thank you for sharing your writing talents with those of us who possess none. I was brought to tears this early morning in downtown Green Bay, WI while reading your WSJ review of Carnie. It transported me back to my childhood days and the emotions the good citizens of our small north central Wisconsin town (pop. 908) felt awaiting the annual arrival of the Carnie. My beloved English teacher mother was the mother of five and divorcee of the town drunk/railroad foreman. . As Catholics in that area, we were ingrained with fear, judgment and suspicion of anything or anyone different. In several ways, that’s even how many in our town felt about of my own family. Magically when the Carnie came rolling in – the town turned its heated glare to those outsiders who they felt where even “less than” some members of its own citizenry. As a small child, the Carnie gave me an opportunity to be a legitimized part of my community in their united front of apprehension but for me, this was mixed with an incredible excitement of the unknown and the relief from the judgmental spotlight. Today, your beautifully written words streamed into my heart and out through my tears. Thank you. Monica Berg Golomski “Dago Louie”! Let’s hope he’s one carnie who rests under a marked grave in consecrated ground, where a Wop can still visit the Remains of the Dago. Thanks for your kind words, Ms. Golomski. Merry Christmas! I am a dago quadroon, Peters, so make sure your regular chair at Applebee’s faces the front door. Comments are closed.