In brief, Chris Conlon's book is five discrete stories, each one a tableaux of reality and each one more eye-opening than
the next. The first story, "Map of the World", is about a young black woman kidnapped by two thugs who pour gasoline on her and
set her afire. The title couldn't be a better one for the story,
but you'll have to read it to find out why.
Perhaps the most moving of the five pieces, "Margins", is about a young boy named Julian who stops talking and as a result, gets sent away to military boarding school by his boozing, caterwauling, abusive parents. It takes the form of a letter written by Julian to his sister. In it,
he recalls about the old "Choose your own adventure"
books they used to read as young kids...and thus, he
reveals that life is literally just such an adventure. He recalls the time they used to spend together at the local cemetary, sitting quietly under the trees sharing a cigarette between them, then venting frustration as they kick over headstones. Eventually, Julian comes full circle finds nirvana after committing suicide and joining the ranks of the entombed.
Also worth mentioning is the final story, "Whisper",
about a young girl whose father is guilty of the
incest taboo. Although she's able to put it
behind her and live a 'normal' life, no matter
how many hours in analysis she spends, the reality is
that it will never completely leave her. Only
after her father is dead and gone does she realize
he was the only man she's ever loved.
Each of the stories is wrought with a harsh, barren
quality and the word choice and core-of-the-note
detail is amazing. Conlon's characters are literally
so real you can touch them. Here and there are small spellbinding moments that are unforgettable.
And it is without a doubt that the characters of this group of "Secrets" are living out these same dramas every single day,
in some similar form or another.
This is a book that will make you step back a few paces.
Writing like this makes us appreciate what we've
got, however much or little. Foreword and afterword
by acclaimed writers William F. Nolan and George Clayton Johnson (who co-authored the stories/screenplays "Logan's Run"
and "Ocean's Eleven") are excellent forerunning/
postrunning comments. The foreword reveals just why
Conlon has the rights to tell these tales.
Highly recommended.
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However all question that the law Moore's law naturally lags behind our computing needs , and in a number of cases it simply brakes scientifically technical progress. The progress, and the main tasks of a science and engineering are doubled for each year. Therefore I naturally use by the computer: Pentium 4, 1500 MHz.
Therefore concept qubits is rather urgent, is useful for a wide range of the readers. The speed of the decision of tasks has the large importance, but not always essential. For example I passing with the computer 286, 386, and 486 and so on and this step by step always tested inconveniences with recognition of the received information. My brain could not so quickly be prepared for its adequate and recognition of dates and information from a computer.
Hence the book of the author gives us an opportunity psychologically to be ready to new development. On the other hand, you are ready to understanding of new computing systems, which "do understand" a "difference" between the woman and steam locomotive, instead of it is simple to run "1" and "0" in a operative memory of the computer.
It is very healthy also thank to the author for increase of our technological level.
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All in all, a well written and enjoyable book.
Johnson's book exposes the raw energy of scientific creation in a man so obsessed with "doing it all". It reveals personal traits of a driven human spirit. Based on the prose, Murray must have been something to deal with; but of course, wasn't it well worth it. I know I haven't; but I feel I have met the physicist that orchestrated the rag-tag "particle zoo" of Opie to perform its siren songs.
From the birds that he knew, and thru languages he expressed himself of which math was only one, Gell-Mann would have fit well in the Renaissance. Johnson also exposes Murray's personal life, its beauty, its tragedy, its strangeness.
Though a biography, Johnson's book is also an excellant account of the competition to paint a picture of the physical world. There is little physics, but the events and descriptions of the breakthrus are a must read for any serious physicist.
I hope to hear more from Johnson and more from Murray Gell-Mann.
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The single most striking thing about the book, for me anyway, was the overwhelming feeling of admiration and respect conveyed upon George Mallory and his achievements by the likes of Eric Simonson whose own list of accomplishments is rather lengthy and extraordinary. This really gave me a better perspective on Mallory's accomplishments, all done with appallingly primitive equipment. This was a hard-won victory for the expedition members, and most of all for Jochen Hemmleb, who, though a man of no great financial means himself, conceived, researched and sacrificed much to make this historic event happen.
One is still left with an appealing lack of confirmation whether Mallory did or did not make the first summit, maybe some stories are just better that way.
For those of us that easily recognize names like Messner, Hall, Fisher, Hornbein, Simonson, Breashears, Viesturs and Mallory, this is a must read.
The front half of the book describes the 1999 expedition, a tale that begins like many of this genre. The difference in "Ghosts" becomes quickly apparent. This is not your bunch of good old boys undertaking a simple task of conquest. Instead, they are only the second expedition since WW-II launched expressly to find the body and camera of the two British climbers, with the intent of finding out how far they got.
Unlike most other Everest expeditions which conjure up the names of Mallory & Irvine to raise financing, the Simonson team actually made the search for the two men and their camera(s) their number one priority. The search effort was planned by Mallory & Irvine researcher Jochen Hemmleb-the catalyst with Larry Johnson-for this expedition. Hemmleb has amassed practical research on the 1924 expedition that pinpointed the probably location of Irvine's body as evidenced by the 1933 discover of his ice ax lying on the route. Yes, they had great luck with the weather-the mountain being unusually clear of snow--but Lady Luck often smiles on the well-prepared, and none were better prepared to undertake this arduous search than the team of this expedition.
The shock of actually finding their needle in the haystack-and then discovering that the body was that of George Mallory rather than Andrew Irvine--sent climbers and researchers reeling back to their notes to try to make sense of this first new ground truth since the discovery of an "English dead" by a Chinese Climber in 1975. The stunned reaction of these hardened climbers to their momentous discovery adds a new element to this tale of historical research conducted under enormous physical adversity; and the photographs of the 1924 artifacts act like an eerie time portal glancing back to an age when climbing the world's highest peak was undertaken with equipment which would today be considered inadequate to climb Mt. Hood. While the consensus forming is that the route was too long and the Second Step cliff too difficult for those pre-WW II climbers to have reached the top, enough ambiguity still exists to give heart to the true believers for whom success might still have been possible. Only the still-sought Kodak camera, with film preserved by the Everest's icy grip, may someday give the final answer. Until that day, "Ghosts" has moved itself to the center of gravity of this still fascinating legend.