Each essay is personal, full of insights and opinions.
Each essay is a self contained commentary on life, on lifestyles, and on life's expectations based on the time they were written, the 1960s.
When the car would not navigate the embankment, Mrs.
Miller was accused of lighting her husband on fire and watching him burn.
Didion presents the case with the opinion that it was the expectations of grandeur prevalent in San Bernardino that put Mrs.
Miller in a position to believe it was reasonable for her to kill her husband in order to achieve her heart's desire, another man.Didion's essay, "Slouching Toward Bethlehem," focuses on the hippie movement in the Haight-Ashbury district of San Francisco.Didion's essay is a grouping of her observations of the people in the area as she spent time attempting to interview key people involved in the movement.The essays are all set in the time in which they were written, the nineteen sixties, and provide commentary on life as seen through Didion's eyes.The first essay is about a woman, Lucille Miller, who was put on trial in 1965 for the murder of her husband. Miller claimed that her car accidentally caught on fire after a nail in her tire caused her to hit the curb. Miller intentionally poured gas on her unconscious husband and then attempted to drive the car over an embankment.Then Didion turns her attention to movie idol John Wayne.The author writes her essay in the aftermath of Wayne's first bout with cancer."When I first saw New York some instinct, programmed by all the movies I had ever seen and all the songs I had ever heard about New York, informed me that things would never be quite the same again." "Some of us who live in arid parts of the world think about water with a reverence others might find excessive." In the aftermath of her husband's death, Didion meditates on the fickle fragility of life."Las Vegas is the most extreme and allegorical of American settlements, bizarre and beautiful in its venality and in its devotion to immediate gratification, a place the tone of which is set by mobsters and call girls and ladies' room attendants with amyl nitrite in their uniform pockets." " There is something uneasy in the Los Angeles air this afternoon, some unnatural stillness, some tension.Great essays about how politics has left real people behind.posted by Caroline Picard To be married in Las Vegas, Clark County, Nevada, a bride must swear that she is eighteen or has parental permission and a bridegroom that he is twenty-one or has parental permission. The State of Nevada, alone among these United States, demands neither a premarital blood test nor a waiting period before or after the issuance of a marriage license.