They're fierce political opponents, but it turns out that the presidential candidates do agree on a literary matter: Each man picks Ernest Hemingway's 1940 novel For Whom the Bell Tolls as a favorite.
Read on for comments from Robert Stone.
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"A Farewell to Arms," is, in my opinion, a better book, but I guess they can hardly say their favorite book is about a military deserter. Ah, politics.
And they definitely couldn't say that "The Sun Also Rises" is a favorite. Especially ancient McCain.
Then Cindy McCain's would be "The Short Happy Life..."?
From Wiki:
Margot grabs a gun, ostensibly to stop the still-charging buffalo, but her shot hits Macomber, killing him. Though Wilson says he will report Macomber's death as accidental, it is unclear whether Margot shot her husband on purpose or by accident.
An important passage in the story occurs in the moments just before Francis and Robert Wilson go into the bush after the buffalo.
"You've gotten awfully brave, awfully suddenly," his wife said contemptuously, but her contempt was not secure. She was very afraid of something. Macomber laughed, a very natural hearty laugh. "You know I have ," he said. "I really have." "Isn't it sort of late?" Margot said bitterly. Because she had done the best she could for many years back and the way they were together now was no one person's fault. "Not for me," said Macomber.
From this dialogue, the reader sees that Margot has lost her edge in the relationship. She is no longer in charge and deeply resents Macomber's new-found courage.
I was going to say "Story of an Hour" for Palin, even though it's not by Hemingway, but I'm pretty sure she threw that one into the flames.
God, this is fun! Like Carmen's math/logic mad-libs: Story X is of equal or greater value than Candidate Y/Candidate Y's spouse. Go!
I'm putting thread killer on my resume.
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