In "Under the Southern Sun, author Paolicelli expands the heritage quest begun in his earlier book, "Dances with Luigi" to include an understanding of the generic Southern Italian mindset. Again he travels to the provinces of Southern Italy and explores through the stories of its people, the specific ideals that differentiate him from his American counterparts. His findings are conclusive: the Italians of the immigrant generation may not have been literate, but they passed on a wealth of values that cannot be denied.

If you are Italian American, you will happily digest Paolicelli's ruminations regarding his ethnicity; I guarantee they lend a hand in helping you formulate your own unanswered questions regarding your place in our pluralistic American society.

Most Italian travel and culture books focus on Italian customs and the way visitors react to them. Paolicelli's book is about both, and more. The author recounts his search for cultural roots through the dual perspectives of a second-generation Italian-Americ. But he also has the good sense to let his subjects tell their own stories. The book is part memoir, part oral history. No book has taught me more about the simple but sustaining strengths my grandparents brought to America from Southern Italy almost a century ago than UNDER THE SOUTHERN SKY. I feel I'm reading a chapter in my own family history in the following lines, which the author quotes from one of his Italian friends: "They went to America without formal education, without any wealth or influence, but they carried with them over two thousand years of knowledge of culture and of people. And they thrived. They knew the stories of mankind."

"Southern Sky" complements the author's first book, DANCES WITH LUIGI, but it doesn't repeat it. Anyone interested in exploring family and cultural origins will enjoy both books.

I waited a long time to read this book; and I was not disappointed. Paul's odyssey through southern Italy is well
described with anecdotes about people he met, the climate, the food, and the language. I went through the entire book laughing
and thinking "AHA!"
He made it as authentic as he could using words in a book. I thought of my grandparents often, as he echoed sentiments I have felt, and that they had showed me in many many ways.
My grandfather was not an articulate man. He was quiet and rarely had much to say. As a child I recall peppering him with questions about his childhood, about Italy, and not getting very satisfying responses. Paul has done a good job of answering the questions.

If you, like me, have this incredible longing to go back (and I have) to where your family is from, this book will help show you the way.
I recommend this book to the millions of italian americans out there, who are wondering where they came from. Paul will explain.

This book was good for reviewing terms and concepts after leaving sysadm for a couple of years. It's not very good for applying to anything.

"The Unix Bible" might be overstating the case a little. One tends to think about "bibles" as definitive sources of information on a given subject (but now that I think of it, that can't be true. Other wise, "The Holy Bible" would be the definitive source of all things Holy and people are still fighting over what should be included in it).

Nonetheless, this is an ideal resource for beginners who don't know one flavor of Unix from another. It's an easy read, a decent overview and will fill your head with enopugh Unix data to fake an interview.

It's impossible to cover everything about Unix in one book. And this book should not be you the first or the only Unix sysadmin book. I think that book devoted to a particular flavor of Unix (one that you are using) should be the first one. But this is a very good general book and it does contain information that other books often miss to cover. IMHO the book is slightly biased toward Solaris. A couple of chapters would be interesting for a professional of any level and that IMHO more than justify the cost of the book.

For example I especially like Ch.5 (TCP/IP networking), Ch.7 (Administration Roles and Strategies) and Ch 19 (Setting up DNS server). Your mileage may vary.

I think the biggest success of the book is Chapter 7: Administration Roles and Strategies.That chapter is a must for a novice sysadmin and is very useful for professionals too. Another interesting part of the book is a very educating case study (a non-trivial POP client troubleshooting case) in the chapter 13.

It's one of the best general books on Unix administration.

I enjoyed the size (non-huge) & pace of this book, as well as the setting (the Nevada desert & ranch land, largely). But in a brief book, I suppose it's tough to have characters that don't seem one-dimensional. In this book, many of them do; after you've met them the first time, little else about them will come as a surprise. Still, the dialogue and descriptions are generally well done, and the progression of the main character from Grey Flannel Suit to His Own Man is interesting to watch. How WOULD somebody go about throwing their old life away for a new one, and what would bring that about? Fun questions, and this book explores them in an intriguing way.

For those who can relate to middle-aged-male angst and like to read mysteries, Peter Robinson's Inspector Banks books will probably be at least as enjoyable as Blue Lonesome.

Okay. Here's the set-up:
You are a lonely middle-aged CPA and you eat at the same places almost every day. You notice a sad looking woman, not a pretty one, mind you, just sad, and you identify with her because she is so obviously lonesome, just like our CPA.
You get the nerve up to try and speak with her, and it doesn't work. She doesn't tell you her name or anything about her. You follow her home one night and find out her name is Janet Mitchell. You are obsessed with why she's so lonely. Soon she stops coming to the restaurant and you're worried. You go visit her apartment complex and speak to the oriental landlady. She tells you that the lady is dead, committing suicide in her bathtub. Now, would you even imagine pursuing this any further? Well, James Messenger, our hero does.
Although I found the setup for this novel quite unbelievable, Pronzini manages to make it work with his wonderful prose and sense of characterizations. Needless to say, Messenger ends up in the lady's hometown of Beulah, Nevada, and finds out her real name, and learns that she had been accused of murdering her philandering husband AND her eight year old daughter. Messenger knows she didn't do it (how, you got me!). Soon, Messenger faces the expected town bullies and even the dead woman's sister. He takes a job on her ranch, and gets more and more involved with the lady and the townspeople.
The book is short, moves along well, and the ending is quite a surprise, at least to me.
It's not what I consider a great book, but if you can get past the ludicrous setup, you should enjoy it.
RECOMMENDED.

One of the things I really like about the internet is that I'm in touch with other avid readers who are on a quest for new authors. One of my "net buddies" suggested I try Blue Lonesome, a book published in 1995 by a new author named Bill Pronzini. I looked it up at amazon.com. The reviews were favorable, so I ordered it. The book is not long, only 207 pages, but the author manages to tell a compelling story that pulled me right in and didn't let me go until I'd finished the last page. The main character in Blue Lonesome is Jim Messenger. Messenger describes himself:

Name: James Warren Messenger Age: 37 Height: 6 feet Weight: 172 pounds Eyes: Brown Hair: Brown Distinguishing features: None Distinguishing physical characteristics: None Employment: Certified public accountant Length of employment: 14 years Annual salary: $42,500 Possibility for advancement: Nil Interests: Jazz . . . Special skills: None Future prospects: None Mr. Average. Mr. Below Average. Mr. Blue Lonesome

Messenger's life is bland, boring and going nowhere. He's been married once, but that was 17 years prior to the story and the union lasted a mere seven months. It ended when his ex-wife announced, "It just isn't working, Jimmy, . . . I think we'd better end it right now, before things get any worse between us." Messenger's activities are pretty much limited to work, running (sporadically), listening to his vast jazz collection, and eating his evening meal at a near-by neighborhood diner, the Harmony Café. It's at the Harmony Café that Messenger first notices a fellow diner. She's always alone and seems so sad that . . . "(I)f this were the thirties and he had the talent of Jelly Roll Morton or Duke Ellington... he would write a ballad about her. And he would call it 'Blue Lonesome.'" This was the name he gave her, how he thought of her from the beginning. But it was more than just a name because she was more than just a woman alone. She was the saddest, loneliest person he'd ever encountered: pure blue, pure lonesome. . . . The naked loneliness shocked him at first. He could not take his eyes off her. She didn't notice; she saw nothing of her surroundings. . . She came, she ate, she went. But she was never really there, in a café filled with other people. She was somewhere else -- a bleak place all her own. It takes Messenger three weeks to "screw up enough courage" to speak to Ms. Blue Lonesome. She makes it perfectly clear she wants nothing to do with Messenger...or any other human, for that matter. She never even looks at him as she rebuffs his advance. The rebuff does nothing to quench Messenger's interest in the lonely woman. In fact, he becomes obsessed with her and conjures up reasons for her isolation. He even follows her home one night after dinner. "So now he knew her name and where she lived. Janet Mitchell, 2391 48th Avenue, Apartment 2-B, San Francisco. And what good was this information? What could he do with it? It was irrelevant, really. The questions that mattered to him were inaccessible, closely guarded inside her glass shell." Messenger begins to worry about his interest in Ms. Blue Lonesome: "His was not an obsessive-compulsive personality; nothing like this had ever happened to him before. It was even more frustrating because he couldn't understand what it was inside him that made him react to a stranger in this fashion. Their only common bond was loneliness, and yet hers, so acute and evidently self-destructive, repelled him as much as it fascinated him." When Janet Mitchell quits coming to the café, Messenger begins to worry. He goes to her apartment house and finds out from Mrs. Fong, the very agitated landlady that Ms. Blue Lonesome is dead. "Sunday night. Sit in bathtub, cut her wrists with a razor blade. . . My building -- killed herself in my building. Terrible. You know how terrible it is to clean up so much blood?" It is at this point that dull, boring and predictable Jim Messenger becomes unhinged. He talks to the police about Ms. Mitchell and finds that she's very possible a "Jane Doe," as there is no record of a Janet Mitchell anywhere to be found, except a safe deposit box at the local Wells Fargo bank. ". . . (s)tuffed full of cash -- better than fourteen thousand in hundred-dollar bills." Messenger re-visits the landlady, slips her forty dollars, and rummages through Ms. Blue Lonesome's meager belongings. He finds nothing to lead him to her true identity, save a pocket watch engraved with "To Davey from Pop" and a long overdue book from the Beulah Public Library. It's at this point that the book becomes a mystery, complete with a double murder, small town politics and a cast of characters that do not want Messenger poking around in their business. How Messenger gets to the truth about Ms. Blue Lonesome's past makes up the remainder of the novel, and his devotion to this woman and her memory is commendable. The only negative thing I have to say about this -- and most modern murder mysteries -- is that I wish childhood sexual abuse was not at the core of the story. I hope I'm not giving too much away, but I'm weary of being confronted with this kind of evil. I'm not putting my head in the sand like an ostrich. I just wish authors could find something else to motivate their characters to commit murder. Blue Lonesome is a compelling story, well-told and peopled with a vast array of wonderful characters. I especially liked Jim Messenger and admired his dogged determination to "get to the truth" of Ms. Blue Lonesome's story. Like Messenger, I cared about her and wanted her to rest in peace. Enjoy!

Terry H. Mathews Reviewer

I am currently working on the bookcase that the previous reviewer had so much trouble with. I couldn't agree more--the "top back" piece is missing entirely from the cut list and the description, with no indication on how it was joined. The drawing is inconsistent with the cut list. Nothing wrong with this, so long as you treat the book as a guide and inspiration rather than a detailed step-by-step manual. Problem is, it pretends to be the latter rather than the former. You wind up having to double-check the author's work and thinking out the design before making any cuts.

I've built several other pieces from the book with no trouble--it may be that the defects in this book are limited to the bookcase. It's too bad--the bookcase is the best looking project in the book.

I've finished three projects from this book without buying the additional plans and all have come out well. I have not tried the bookcase that one reviewer had difficulty with.

While the plans in the book aren't super detailed, they are sufficient for someone like me (basically a novice) to be able to figure things out as I go. In any event, the plans are more detailed than most other books I've seen on the market.

Most importantly, the furniture is well designed and, if you like the style, beautiful.

If you're competent to read and follow instructions, I think you'll enjoy using this book! I don't think anyone should be using sharp tools if they can't follow instructions! I have successfully completed several projects in this book and read through the rest of them.

On the bookcase plan that the previous reviewer was commenting about, it looks to me like the piece called Top Back got left off of the materials list. But it is clearly shown in the photos, and dimensions are given in the drawings. It is also mentioned in the text directions. I regard a materials list as a "shopping list." It is a guide, not a final check before I cut my wood! Also, I have another comment about a previous review. I know someone with an antique Stickley bookcase just like the one in the plan in this book. It's obvious it never had a partition between the 2 halves.

Many woodworking books have errors, even the touted Bavarro and Mossman one has a serious problem with the grandfather clock plan. I like the way this one is written, though, and I'm looking forward to building more projects from Building Arts and Crafts Furniture, including that bookcase.

Okay. I read this book like 2 years ago, so this review may not be so "accurate" if you know what I mean. I'm a Beatles fan & Paul McCartney is my fave. I'm 15 so I didn't witness "Beatle Mania" but after I saw the Anthology on TV, I fell in love. Well, I heard about the rumors that Paul was dead over the internet & I didn't know it was a joke, so when I heard that this book was out, I just HAD to buy it. Well, let me tell ya. If you have the internet, you really don't need this book at all. There are tons of webpages w/the exact same info that you can get for free. Okay, so there may be 1 or 2 more clues, but not enough to buy the book. Now if you don't have the internet, then you should buy the book cuz it has all the clues plus some other stuff. All in all, the title pretty much describes the book.

P.S. I want you to know that I don't believe any of that "Paul is Dead" stuff, it's just fun to read about:)

This is a very interesting book that I just had to have after I read about it. Because I'm such a big Beatles fan? No, because I've always been amused by all the "Paul Is Dead" speculation. No matter which side of the fence you are on, you have to admit some of this stuff is freaky, coincidential, and down right reaching for it. Either way, this is a good reference book to make up your own mind. Or just do what I do and read it like all the Roswell/UFO stuff - it makes for good fiction. If any of it turns ot to be true then you'll be up to speed (but entertained in the meantime). I really enjoyed Patterson's discussion on tying in the works of Lewis Carroll. Now go put on your headphones, dust off your turntable, and ruin another needle (or use a simple child's toy and use your cassettes). For the record, let me just state that I was never the Walrus. Goo goo g'joob.

As a former student of Mr. Patterson's...I learned all of this in Senior English class! I loved it then and I love it now!

In this book you will find NO answers to questions like "How the airline business and the aviation markets of this century will look like". Instead of future aspects and ideas you can read all about the very basics in airline economics. But that's not enough. Most of the facts and figures are from the mid 90's. Poor! Bottom line: The title doesn't match with the content at all!

This is the first academic book on the airline industry that I read and I still consider it the most readable one. However, as other reviewers have correctly pointed out, the book's title is blatantly misleading: This is by no means a manual delineating airline strategies for the 21st century but rather a thorough introduction to the airline industry and to the U.S. airline industry in particular. Apart from the odd subtitle, though, the book does live up to the expectations by brilliantly explaining the basics of airline management, and some chapters - especially the ones on airline economics, planning and price - are written so well and are so easy to understand that I would like to recommend Mr Dempsey and Mr Gesell's work to any student aiming to make himself familiar with the peculiarities of the airline industry.

Still, there are two minor omissions in this book that deserve to be noted. Firstly, the book having been published in 1997 only scarce mention is being made of the internet's role as a competitive tool used to enhance direct distribution within the industry; considering that nowadays more and more airlines are relying on internet technology in order to contain their operating costs, this is a point that truly needs to be updated. Secondly - and as has already been pointed out - the book's industry analysis focusses on the situation in the U.S., thus for the most part leaving aside the European and Asian markets where the airline industry tends to be heavily regulated and where the challenges airline managers are up against can be very different from the ones in the U.S.

All in all, however, this book offers a detailed and surprisingly readable introduction to the airline industry, and anybody who as yet has not read anything on the subject will not be disappointed in choosing the work by Mr Dempsey and Mr Gesell.

This book went into great detail regarding the economics, finance, and other managerial perspectives of the airline industry. Included were several helpful tables, graphs and statistics. This book complemented an airline operations course I recently completed at college, within an aviation management program. This book serves as a great reference and will not collect dust on my shelf! Dempsey exhibits remarkable expertise throughout the chapters in this book. Anyone planning on going into any kind of aviation career should read this to remain knowledgeable of current situations within the airline industry. Overall, this has been the best aviation textbook I've read throughout my undergraduate training.

Anyone who idolizes Dicaprio should not be allowed to read Rimbaud. In all actuallity, this book(like the movie) was uninformitive and dull. It focuses more on Verlaines psychology than Rimbauds--and as we all know, Verlaine was an ugly man. Im sick of hearing about this piece, it was lame. I only pray that all the teenie boppers of the world don't start reading Rimbaud since they love Dicaprio so much---it might actually give them a glimpse of what real life is like, and we wouldn't want to upset there little minds...now would we?

What a pretentious piece of garbage, both the screenplay and the movie itself. One is better served by reading Rimbaud's poems themselves. If you've never read Rimbaud, please do yourself a favor and stay away from the movie and screenplay. Stick with the poems.

Without seeing the actual film, I was stunned by the screenplay. Not only are the words captivating and true to poets Rimbaud and Verlaine but the actual film directions are provocative and insightful. The entire piece is beautifully complex. "The only unbearable thing is that nothing is unbearable" I'll be honest, I find it a damn shame to have DiCaprio playing the role only because I feel that the movie will be taken less seriously and Rimbaud will forever be a teen dream in the minds of many.

"The Triumph of Liberty" is best purchased with the notion that you will chew on one or two short nuggets at a time to capture the essence of each "freedom fighter" profiled. Like Brokaw's "The Greatest Generation", it's a compilation of vignettes that illuminate and sometimes inspire, and which can be read in short bursts.

"Liberty" is short on historical analysis and long on basic biographical formula, which made my own read feel somewhat monotonous. Still, it's a worthwhile contribution to the bookshelf of anyone who cares about the rights of the individual, and who knows how precarious those rights have been throughout man's history.

Powell deserves great credit for surveying the last two millenia of Western history to find liberty's "greatest champions". I found myself at the end begging for more analytic input from the author to "put it all together". But I am grateful for his compiling this list of the good guys in the struggle to attain the freedom which we all say we want, and are too often willing to sacrifice by pieces to other ends. The book would benefit greatly from better editorial attention to correct obvious syntactical errors and repetitions. Overall, an admirable addition to the literature of classical liberalism.

In this book Jim Powell attempts to tell us the story of liberty by illuminating the lives of it's greatest champions.Mr. Powell is a great storyteller and for the most part he succeeds in his mission of telling us the story of freedom's champions from Cicero to Ronald Reagan.The book might have been better if Powell had started out by giving us a definition of liberty. In the biblical sense liberty implies the ability to be morally self-governed.This was certainly how Locke, Jefferson and Franklin among other libertarians understood the term.If the concept of self-government is understood as it relates to liberty the author would have to eliminate the chapters on H.L. Mencken,and Albert Jay Nock among others.I agree with a previous reviewer that the book's inclusion of Martin Luther King Jr. is highly questionable.Dr. King was certainly a great man who achieved great things.But He was not a libertarian, He was a socialist.But beyond these criticisms this is an excellent book.My favorite chapter is the one about William E. Gladstone. Mr. Gladstone's life was the personification of liberty.Like John Locke and Hugo Grotius Gladstone was a devout christian who practiced moral self-government in his personal life and attempted to impose that same sense of self-discipline upon government. Once again this is a great book, which ought to be required reading in all of our schools. God bless you Jim Powell.

There are a few really compelling stories here - mostly the ones that focus on the victims and the rescue workers. But there is also, sadly, a great deal of garbage.

There's actually a fair amount of America bashing here. Some stories are patriotic, but, for the most part, the people holding or displaying American flags are protrayed as ignorant bigots.

Now, the artists and writers have every right to express their views. If that sort of thing is your cup of tea, I suspect you'll regard the more anti-American stories as provocative and stimulating. To me, they seemed like more of the same tired cliches I used to hear all the time before 9-11.

There's also a fair amount of the mushy-headedness about Islam which seems popular in this country these days. ...

The worst stories were those that tried to make some sort of political point. In one, an alien shows up and explains why we are all doomed if we don't adopt the Democratic party platform. (I'm really sort of neutral on abortion, but I always have to shake my head when someone starts preaching about the need to take care of the poor, the weak, the children, the elderly, the fish, the birds, the dung beetles, and then insists, even by omission, that destroying a human fetus is just fine.)

I guess what I'm trying to say is a lot of this felt very contrived. The more powerful stories and pictures were the ones where the author/artist was writing/drawing from the heart. The worst were the ones were the author was "moralizing," for a lack of a better word.

Firstly - I bought this book. Therefore, my money went towards the funds that helped victims of the atrocities of 11th September. It was the least I could do. (I also signed a book of condolence, but we all know how practically useful _that_ is.)

Secondly, this book is a remarkable ragbag of responses to the attack. One of the striking thing about the 9-11 attack is that it was the first time in nearly 200 years that the US mainland had been attacked. (Pearl Harbour doesn't count because, at the time, Hawaii was not a state of the US, it was still a "dependency" - shorthand for "ex-colony".)

The best responses in this book are the ones that take a, shall we say, dialectical response to the attack - those that at once focus on the innocent victims (cause it was a terrorist attack, and terrorism by nature is aimed at targeting the innocent in order to make the guilty feel guilty) and that also have a longer historical perspective. Because, and I'm almost embarrassed to point this out - the 9-11 attack did not happen because some deluded lunatics somewhere took it into their heads to be mean to Americans. It was the ultimate suicide attack, the nec plus ultra of the recent bombings in Jerusalem.

The best pieces in this book do not merely recognise the heroism of New York firefighters and police personnel - which is a sort of heroism that I, for one, don't doubt. But the facts are, this kind of heroism has been displayed around the world by populations under attack from US-funded or US-trained forces. It's not a very nice fact to have to face, but unless it is faced, there is little chance of events like 9-11 never happening again.

The sad thing is, much of the more ambitious pieces in here rely on "private" tragedy (as if these events had no more significance than the deaths of people in New York) and public jingoism - witness Stan Lee's asinine allegory about sleeping elephants. Stan, if the elephant's population was happy, it's because it had stolen so much from other countries already. Learn a little history.

Those of us who have learned to live with the potential for terrorist attacks on a daily basis are a little less naive than much of the authorship of this book. I grieve as much as anyone else for the dead of 9-11. But I cannot pretend that it isn't the kind of thing that happens around the rest of the world, as a result of the insanely inequal distribution of wealth.

This is a good book. But it is as much symptom as it is diagnosis.

I am using these two volumes to do my senior thesis and have read the other reviews and am convinced that some reviewers need to BACK OFF. This was written in commemoration for those who had a hard time dealing with the tragedy, not for you to criticize. The artists and comics who made these works did so as a way to understand and as a way to vent. I am sorry, but if you are going to criticize a creative effort to release you have no compassion. Some stories are disturbing, but the whole event was and has been disturbing. I am sure someone is going to think I am waving my flag a little to wildly, but you know what I am just calling it as I see it. Until you spent the day watching from your window as the towers fell down and smoked up the whole city to tell them how to do there job!

get the large , hardcover one if you can. i got it at a book store for like 14 bucks, they had plenty of excess copies. while i personally loathe punk rock, there are hundreds of wonderful , creative, and beautiful posters from the real golden age of rock- 1965 to about 1971 or so. a bad band from that period would be better than most so called good groups today. i mean, limp bizkit. what the hell is that b.s.? grushkin is to be commended for a great job assembling this tome.

This is a great book showing the evolution of art in the rock & roll world from the 50's on.Obviously this was a painstaking task,putting all these together and it was worth it.It's a must have for the S.F. Fillmore era poster art alone.

For fans of rock concert posters, this is the ultimate bible of the who, what, when and where behind their creation. The book concentrates particularly on the psychedelic period of 65-72 and a select few cities (San Fransisco especially, for reasons that quickly become clear.) The Fillmore and Family Dog poster series dominate the book, with attention given to other venues like the Matrix. Other cities like New York, Denver and Detroit get their say as well. All of the major artist of the period are covered in sufficient detail for all but the most die hard fans.

One area that the book only deals with in passing is the art of punk rock posters. They are relegated to a few pages with precious few examples. Perhaps it is because they seem cheap and out of place next to the richly colored psychedelic posters. Still, they are an important part of a vital branch or rock. A separate volume covering them would seem appropriate.

The book's publication in the late 80's means that it doesn't profile the posters of the 90's, a pity given the renaissance that the genre experienced in that decade. Still, this book is as authoratative as you will find on concert posters from the 60s and 70. It is worth reading just to marvel at the creativity and dynamics of the works.