As a credit to the mastery of his craft, everyone seemed genuinely shocked by this news, for to read Sedaris is to assume that such meticulous detail surrounding every unflattering blemish and character flaw introduced as part of his literary portraiture could only have come as a result of him picking over every last bit of debris left from demolished relationships and broken trusts and secrets pulled kicking and screaming into the light.
Put another way, David Sedaris was telling us that he'd never use the excuse of honesty to deliberately fart into the face of his audience and insist that it was art. Instead, he'd prefer to pass gas into a whoopee cushion and then place it under the collective sofa cushion of our more pompous and elitist and self-aggrandizing misconception of ourselves as noble creations with the understanding that the inappropriate sound of flatulence is only half of what's truly comical and absurd about the human condition. It is the stinkiness of life, after all, that forces us to celebrate our virtues as counterbalance.Also visit Dwayne Booth's Catch of the Day blog at blogs.laweekly.com/fish
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