While on the surface, Dissolute Kinship: A 9/11 Road Trip is a true story of the author's journey from the Canadian west to New York in the week immediately following the terrorist attacks, the story is about so much more.
I am lothe to discuss the particulars of the story because the author, David Antrobus, has written something so hauntingly personal that I believe each reader will experience it in a unique way related directly to how the reader experienced the events themselves. I clearly remember arriving at work and just before I turned off my car hearing something weird about an airplane crash in New York. I experienced that and the sudden loneliness of it all again as I read this story, the loneliness of sitting around one desk at work with my all of my coworkers trying vainly to get video images on the computer. It brought me back to one of the most crystal clear days of my life and made me examine more closely who we are as Americans.
That is the true brilliance of this short story. The story is the author's and yet it is the reader's as well. It is a collective history captured in a Jack Kerouac, On the Road style. At the end of the story, the author questions who we are as Americans and our relationship with the world through the eyes of our neighbors to the north. It asks us to look inside while we focus so much on the outside.
Brilliantly conceived and executed. I hope the author considers a novel length version.
I highy recommend this story with the caveat that it can bring back harsh memories that may be difficult to process.
(reviewed the day of purchase)