My parents say that clear, effective writing is in decline, and not just among instant-messaging teenagers. My dad’s favorite examples of this include the messages penned by Robert Redford for his Sundance catalogs. The latest one is a doozy. (Read it aloud for maximum effect.)
Holidays again. Forgive me while I dodge the rumble of the million footed throngs that have succumbed to the marketing ether for Christmas and its days.
Holiday. Can we, without disappointing the children and others who long for the surprise of gift giving, just look to a different value to digest, wherever you are? Those details that are natural and sometimes hidden? That have a satisfying and long lasting lifespan? Things that you miss when you’re away? That when someone might remind you, you say, oh yes, how wonderful. And of course the most vivid of details: loved ones who are there in body and spirit.
Happy holidays from all of us at Sundance.
Didn’t that go down about as smoothly as a sixth serving of pecan pie? Personally, I was so distracted by Redford’s clunky syntax and questionable grammar that I almost missed the irony of seeing these anti-commercial sentiments in a holiday catalog of luxury items.
Anyway, Happy Thanksgiving to all of you and your most vivid of details.
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