I see that Sherman Alexie has won a National Book Award this year. Good on him; it’s absurd but I feel a personal pride when a writer whose work I really like wins a major award. I suppose it’s the same feeling that comes from backing a winning horse, minus the payout and the years of embezzlement and theft required to cover prior gambling losses. Or it’s as if you live in the U.K., where the “punters” place “wagers” on “everything”.
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