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The Earthquake
Louis Menand likes the new Jay McInerney.
The chief reason September 11th is a challenge to novelists is that although every New Yorker feels that the attacks made a difference in the way life is lived, it is not clear that the difference is the stuff of novels. McInerney’s premise is that after September 11th anything seemed possible to the survivors. They had walked away from the train wreck, been pulled from the riptide, granted a reprieve, and, for a moment, the world was new again. They could start over, and have the life that they had always felt too scared or dependent or guilt-ridden to have. It’s true that New York briefly—well, it wasn’t so brief, that was the amazing thing about it—turned into a small town after September 11th. The enormous asymmetries that ordinarily organize metropolitan life disappeared. People made eye contact. But the mood was not the spirit of adventure, or escape from the past. It was the opposite. New Yorkers wanted, quietly and desperately, to hang on to the past, and to cherish whatever in the way of normalcy they had had on September 10th. They didn’t fight off their old lives; they made peace with them. September 11th was more likely to end an extramarital affair than to enable one. But: “All happy families are the same.” Novels, notoriously, are not about making peace or cultivating domesticity. Novels are about the demons that wreck happiness inside the bubble by whispering that there is something better for us outside it. In New York on September 12th, those demons were silent.
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