Strobel has fused prose and poetry and in
112 pages, there is a structure of keeping each page distinct from one
another. There is no binding theme that one might expect from a book,
suspend that idea for a bit, and work with the author. Engage each page
as she wrote and soon, you get to appreciate she had you in mind that
perhaps each night, after work or school, you just have the stamina to
be amused by reading just one page.
I read the book over a period of time,
and dog-eared pages: 22 for her description on Filipinos’ musicality and
then her recollection of a Filipino choir in the south of France; and
26 for the audacity of cruelty and the violent American culture. She
proceeds to offer root causes for this violent culture to perhaps
disconnection and isolation, loneliness, fear, shame and anger. She then
states that “by the time cruelty becomes audacious there’s already a
culture that made that possible.”
