The Passion of Philip Roth
The death of Phillip Roth moves me. I suspect many other Jewish men (or male intellectuals?) of a certain age are also feeling moved by their memories of feeling moved by Roth’s work, but I should speak only for myself. His literary art played a profound role in my coming of age in the late 60’s and early 70’s, specifically in facing my ambivalence about growing up male, middle class, and Jewish, in engaging what maturity, identification as Jewish but atheist in a Christian culture had to or could mean. His books were for me an ally against all...
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