War Dances

Sherman Alexie’s recent story in the New Yorker is worth a read.  His writing always manages to contain a sense of rage — at life, at being an Indian, at history, at white people, at other Indians —  often using deeply developed sarcasm and humor.  He’s not afraid, however, to let his fear show through.  Fear of the knowledge that life is often about the struggle to hold one’s rage at bay.