June 30, 1995
Re "Marking Time," June 5: I would imagine most baby boomers, like Elizabeth Kaye, are prone to experience the phenomenon of aging as a sudden, shocking catastrophe instead of a gradual metamorphosis. It was the baby boomers, really, who contributed the idea of glorifying youth to our culture. But, in order to worship youth, one must ignore such trivialities as mortality and wisdom. ARNO KEKS Los Angeles Elizabeth Kaye is obviously a profound thinker. At 35 she realized she was getting older and at some point will die. Cosmic.
August 28, 1995 |
OK, so I'm 46, as are many of my colleagues, give or take a few years, and the looming 50th birthday is a subject of consuming interest to us. We, the leading edge of the postwar Baby Boom--stuck with the label like an 80-year-old still called Sis or Babe--are now entrenched in middle age. As if on cue, we are being buried--excuse the allusion--in books about the transition from 40 to 50 to 60 and beyond.
November 21, 2004
Right after faulting us for making "gods of men," Elizabeth Kaye notches up the hero-worship herself by calling Kobe Bryant "an artist" ("Kobe's Second Act," Oct. 31). It made me wonder where the line is drawn--not between sports and art, which is too obvious to warrant explanation, but between simple, honest admiration of sports figures and the obsequious, ridiculous adulation that Kaye practices even as she condemns it. But it gets worse. She then asserts that "selfishness and arrogance are job qualifications for an artist" such as Bryant.
May 19, 2002 |
Watching the Los Angeles Lakers in the NBA playoffs this spring has been like watching that nutty couple from next door walking arm-in-arm down your street. There was a time when all you heard coming from their window was the sound of flying pots and flailing invectives. Now all you see is love. You want to applaud them, you want to embrace them, but, mostly, you want to ask them: So what happened?
November 28, 2004
As a high school English and journalism teacher, I have posted clippings of major stories from The Times around my classroom as both inspiration and decoration ("Kobe's Second Act," by Elizabeth Kaye, Oct. 31). As a Laker fan, I had a corner reserved for Kobe Bryant, one that became the favorite of many kids. Stapled up next to student essays and projects were pictures of Kobe soaring and shooting. The clippings are gone now, taken down a couple of months after his admission of an adulterous affair and allegations of worse.