By Monica Showalter
It’s couched in oh, so delicate terms, as pretty much everyone mourns the death of the great Tom Wolfe.  Tom Wolfe was a reporter; Tom Wolfe was an observer.  Tom Wolfe eyed status-seeking.  Tom Wolfe skewered the establishment.  And through his incredible mastery of words, he entertained the hell out of us.
Yes, true enough.  But somehow he never got a Nobel Prize in literature, despite vastly outranking almost everyone else who has… Read the rest of this entry »

