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The best way I can summarise my rating is: the dedication and love for Star Trek demonstrated by all the writers/contributors in this book is ample and obvious. Congrats.
Exactly, what is the purpose of such a text? I know why I use it. When I see an episode that mentions even off-handedly a minor reference to a singular event, I flip open this book to see if it is there. And it always is. Now if I could only be so motivated about the mundane details of my non-Star Trek life. And that perhaps best defines who likes Star Trek and why.
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I suggest that this book be read by all the Buddhist as well as by non buddhists also. Every one who reads it will find something for him/her.
I salute Sogyal Rinpoche for giving us a wonderful gift of THE TIBETAN BOOK OF LIVING AND DYING.
Sinuhe is a loner and a wanderer, whose self-imposed exile from his native country takes him to Syria, the ancient Hittite kingdom of Hatti, and Crete, before finally returning to Egypt, at the same time that Akhenaton attempts to overthrow the reigning god Ammon and his priests, and install his own vision, Aton, the one and eternal god, in Ammon's place. As a political move, trimming Ammon's power in Egypt may have been a wise idea; the priests' power had grown so great that it was challenging that of pharaoh himself. But as a religious experiment it was a disaster, especially in a country as rigidly conservative as ancient Egypt where change of any kind was anathema. We see Akhenaton as a visionary out of touch with reality and with his people, a tragic figure doomed to failure. And we share Sinuhe's ambivalence about this enigmatic figure, intrigued by pharaoh's vision of one just god who brings equality to all mankind, but repelled by the spreading social chaos this vision brings with it, especially when it threatens his own security and the lives of those he loves.
Waltari bring us some of the people that have only existed in the pages of history books -- Akhenaton himself, his incredibly beautiful wife Nefertiti, his scheming, conniving mother Queen Taia, the boy king Tut, and Horemheb, the military general who became pharaoh after Akhenaton's death plunged the country into near anarchy. But "The Egyptian" fortunately doesn't read like a history textbook; Waltari makes ancient Egypt and his characters come vibrantly alive. And Sinuhe himself is wholly believable; a man of his own time and all time, sometimes wise, sometimes foolish in the extreme, trying to find his own place in his world, sometimes succeeding and sometimes not. Waltari is not only a great novelist but a fine historian, and he kept the background scrupulously accurate. The book is true to its time and its location, and Naomi Walford's excellent translation into English keeps the reader moving along effortlessly from the first page to the last. "The Egyptian" is Waltari's masterpiece; it's one of the best historical novels ever written.
I fell in love with Sinhue as a teenager and have yet to find a more strangely attractive male character in any other book. Sinhue is not a man of action, but a thinking man who loves deeply and is loyal and compassionate. Yet he is also flawed in a way that makes him all the more mysterious and vulnerable. His wiley slave Keptah, the love of his life, Minea, who dances before the bulls in her homeland of Crete, the Pharoah Anknaton, the princess Baketamon and many more characters both fictional and factual are skillfully created and come alive in the beautifully described setting of the ancient world.
I was very gratified to read the other reviews. It seems I am not alone in my life long love of this magical novel. Read it because if you don't you will be missing something in life. But I warn you, no other book you read afterward will ever quite measure up to it.
This historical tie notwithstanding, the real beauty of this book lies in the way Waltari uses small details to transport the reader to a bygone era. The period that starts with rise of Amehnotep IV (later Akhenaten) and concludes with reign of the great general Horemheb is one of the most compelling chapters of Egyptian history, and this book succeeds in making it into a gripping tale of idealism, stupidity, courage, and politics.
It is truly amazing to see the historical figures fulfill their appointed roles, acting before the background of the first monotheistic religion (doomed to fail through good intentions), a war of conquest, political manipulations, love and loss, and ultimately, fate. In the best tradition of Waltari, the male characters are richly three-dimensional, with moments of courage and moments of cowardice, with hints of idealism and hints of opportunism, and above all, with human frailties.
Truly a delightful read, even if it forces the reader to ponder issues well beyond the action that takes place on the written page.
America's War on Drugs, declared originally by Richard Nixon and waged with varying degrees of enthusiasm by every President since, has become a nearly invulnerable monster, thriving on its own failures and seemingly capable of destroying anyone reckless enough to speak out against it. Its simplistic central premise- drugs pose unthinkable dangers to our children, and therefore must be prohibited- has helped elect legions of politicians who then cite the latest drug scare as reason for tougher crack-downs, harsher laws, and more prisons. So completely has this idea of "illicit drugs" become society's default setting, and so beholden are politicians and others to it, the policy itself receives no critical scrutiny from government and little from academics dependent of federal funding. "Legalization" is a deadly brickbat hurled indiscriminately at all critics without thought that in a society based on capitalism, it is the illegal markets which are abnormal.
Although several scholarly, historically accurate books have pointed out shortcomings of this policy since the late Sixties, not one author has effectively attacked drug prohibition as a policy based on a completely false premise, incapable of preventing substance abuse problems; indeed, certain to make them worse. None, that is, until Mike Gray. A professional from the film world, Gray may have written the book no one else has yet been able to: a concise, readable, historically accurate, and well documented indictment of our drug policy. Very few reading his book all the way through will see the drug war the same way they did before. A major question then becomes: how many people will read it? Will it sink without a trace, overlooked like so many earlier criticisms of official policy- or will it be discovered by a public growing increasingly disillusioned by a perennial policy failure which is jamming prisons, impoverishing schools and colleges and effectively canceling! many Constitutional guarantees of personal freedom? Read by enough people, "Drug Crazy" could do for drug reform what "Silent Spring" did for the environment in 1962.
Like the film maker he is, Gray opens with a tight close up: Chicago police on a drug stake-out. The view quickly expands to the futility of enforcement against Chicago's massive illegal market. first from the perspectives of an elite narcotics detective and then through the eyes of a dedicated public defender. A comparison with Chicago seventy years ago during Prohibition reveals that police and the courts were equally unable to suppress the illegal liquor industry for exactly the same reasons: the overwhelming size and wealth of the criminal market created by prohibition. This beginning leaves the reader intrigued and eager to learn more; he's not disappointed.
The rest of the book traces the history of our drug crusade from its idealistic populist origins, starting in 1901 when McKinley's assassination thrust a youthful TR into the White House. The 1914 Harrison Act, purportedly a regulatory and tax law, was transformed by enforcement practice into federal drug prohibition with the assistance of the Supreme Court. Drug prohibition not only survived the demise of Prohibition, but emerged with its bogus mandate strengthened.
Thirty years of determined and unscrupulous management by Harry Anslinger, the J. Edgar Hoover of the Federal Bureau of Narcotics shaped drug prohibition into what would eventually become a punitive global policy. Anslinger was dismissed by JFK in 1960, but not before politicians had discovered the power of the drug menace to garner both votes and media attention.
Illegal drug markets have since thrived on the free advertising of their products which inevitably accompanies intense press coverage of the futile suppression effort and dire official warnings over the latest drug scare. This expansion was accelerated when Nixon declared the drug war in 1972. Gray covers that expansion beyond our borders in Colom! bia ("River of Money"), in Mexico (Montezuma's Revenge"), and also at home ("Reefer Madness"). He also describes how some European countries have blunted the most destructive effects of our policy forced on them by the UN Single Convention Treaty ("Lessons from the Old Country").
In his final chapter, Gray opines that the push to legitimize marijuana for medical use may have exposed a chink in the heretofore impregnable armor of drug prohibition. Beyond that, he believes that the policy, having thrived on relentless intensification, can't allow relaxation without risking the sort of scrutiny which might reveal its intrinsic lack of substance, therefore, any change must come from outside government. He doesn't offer a detailed recipe for a regulatory policy to replace drug prohibition; rather he suggests that it will be very similar to that which replaced alcohol Prohibition after Repeal in 1933- a collection of state based programs, sensitive to local needs and beliefs.
There is a desperate need for this book to be read and discussed by hundreds of thousands of thinking citizens. The pied piper of drug prohibition has beguiled our politicians and led us dangerously close to the edge of an abyss. Mike Gray's warning has hopefully come just in time and could itself be a major factor in initiating needed change of direction toward sanity.
Thomas J. O'Connell, MD
I have never read a book about the Holocaust before and I didn't know much about it. This book is through a Jew's eyes and how bad it really was to be a Jew during the Holocaust. This is a book about a boy named Jacob who has to live with a Christian family because he is a Jew, and he needed a place to hide or he would be killed by the Germans. You read about all the problems a Jew would have gone through during the Holocaust. I really like this book because it was exciting and I couldn't wait until I read the next chapter.
Mike Yon paints an intimate picture of his life growing up in a small town in central Florida. His boyhood took place where most coast dwelling Floridians have never been. At times his adventures read like wild fictional stories... but as someone who grew up a childhood friend of the author, I can attest to the truism of his memories.
From his experiences in the military, in business, at home and abroad, Mike Yon, tells his story in a way that makes it hard to put this book down. This book is riveting from page one!
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Michael O'Brien has been compared to Dostoevsky, a natural and unavoidable association. Chapters 11 and 12 of Father Elijah, The Confession/Another Confession, is gripping prose straight outta Eastern Europe, heady philosophy dispensed by two formidable caricatures.
The anecdote about the rabbit Ludmilla astonishes me still, and I've read it dozens of times. Maybe you aren't as fond of rabbit tales as I; it ends sadly. The final paragraph of Chapter 12 might be the finest paragraph of any of the Last Days novels.
Per sub-title/introduction, this novel is an apocalypse. It's one of the better ones (I've read many apocalypses), but I don't think that is necessarily saying much. O'Brien's perspective of John's Revelation is important, and he develops it as consistently and coherently as I've ever seen. Hands down, the best Christian apocalypse I've ever read. And that is most definitely not saying much. I have tender feelings towards Why Do Birds by Damon Knight, and The Black Cloud by Fred Hoyle. Why Do Birds is about a huge black box. The Black Cloud is about a huge black cloud. Both books deserve wider appreciation.
As for O'Brien, he is considered one of the shining stars of modern Catholic literature. It is a well deserved position, if only because of the phenomenal Strangers and Sojourners, the most poignant and powerful novel of the past fifty years, hands down. I can't say enough good things about S & S.
I didn't know what to make of Father Elijah after the first read. The orthodox Catholic in me was delighted with O'Brien's perspective. The literary critic in me found the pedestrian attempts at vernacular dialogue annoying and unrealistic. The dialogue succeeds when it is archaic (the Confession chapters) and this goes triple for Strangers and Sojourners.
What bugged me the most was the main character, Father Elijah. I didn't find him appealing. I couldn't visualize him, or feel any communion with him. Linking him with both the Holocaust and modern-day Middle East terrorism seemed too convenient. We are never given a specific age for David Schaeffer, but we can easily calculate his age at 70. Then we are expected to believe that a 70 year old monastic, on a mission from God and the Pope to call the anti-Christ to conversion, will have an absolutely chaste yet psychologically powerful romantic dalliance with a cute little Italian number. I'm not buying it. The life the man had lived, the death and tragedy which was a constant companion, could not result in the portait we are given. Father Elijah is a spiritual weakling at times. His delays and bouts of depression are Hamlet-ic. And the climax of the book? Ugh. Thank goodness for the archangel. And I can hear the response - "God can choose anyone; we are all weaklings without the strength of God; success is only possible with God." That's great. Using the priest traipsing around northwest Canada would have resulted in a better novel. If the intention was to give a frustrating protagonist to the reader, O'Brien succeeded. But it's the angel that saves the day at the end. You get the feeling any of one million Catholics could have done just as well in Elijah's place. Or that is how I feel.
What else doesn't work? The anti-Christ. A European political leader (I mean, everybody knows the anti-Christ is going to be European, right?) who apparently has the stuff to intellectually seduce a 70-year old monastic. Again, it just doesn't work for me. He lacks Maurice L'Oraison's evil streak as well (once again, the more attractive anti-Christ is hanging out in Canada of all places). Good old Billy, the chubby side-kick? It was a relief when he exited the novel. His dialogue made me cringe, his Tolkien references got old real quick. The convenient secondary characters - attractive widow, stigmatic bilocator, despicable Cardinal, Karol Wojtyla-esque Pope. Ugh.
Why am I being so negative? I didn't feel so strongly about this book until I read, and re-read, and re-read, Strangers and Sojourners. Father Elijah is an inferior book, and its flaws are readily apparent in the comparison.
I recommend this book nonetheless. The highs in Father Elijah are astounding, albeit far-between. The fundamental message is vital and timely (but come on, we all know that the anti-Christ won't enter the scene until 2030!), it is stirring and comforting prose for the Orthodox Catholic (or orthodox Christian for that matter), and it doesn't shirk away from the evil present in the world and in the Church. A Pope once told us that the smoke of Satan had entered into the Roman Church. Dark days are coming, but the final outcome is assured. The trick (if it is even worth the effort, and I think it is) is putting it in words. Many have tried, and Michael O'Brien does a damn good job. Not a literary classic by any means, but the plusses outweight the minuses.
When I bought it, I was in the middle of another book at the time, so I thought I would read the first chapter to get a feel for the prose style. I never put it down. O'Brien draws you in and never lets go. I guarantee you will feel emotionally drained after completing "Father Elijah."
Those who have felt an uneasiness about the decline of religion in contemporary times, or those wishing to understand the philosophical roots of Catholicism are advised to get this fine book.
Rifles For Watie is organized in an easy to read, orderly fashion. There are no jumps from here to there to confuse you. There are however, periods of time with little or no action. An example is, "We stayed in the fort for 3 whole months waiting to get into action." The author also gives you side information about the war as a whole, which will help you keep your bearings on the years.
The age group that I think would get the maximum effectiveness
from enjoying this book would be young adults or people interested in the life of a soldier. The vocabulary is easy to read but the fact that Keith puts in the Kansas accents and spellings might make it slightly harder to read for some. The author also deals with subjects akin to young adults, changing emotions, questioned ideals, and loss.
The amount of emotion in this book is astounding. The author weaves in how Jeff feels and thinks. He describes in detail his thoughts using fear, suspense, and longing, among them. He uses Jeff's emotions by telling how flustered he gets when he met Lucy, a young Rebel teenager his age.
Rifles For Watie is a "must read" for young adults teens and people who like war novels.
Jeff Bussey, a teenage Kansas boy, decides that he wants to join the Union army, especially after southern bushwackers come near his family's home. Jeff is sure that fighting the Confederates will be a great adventure for he and his friends, but he is soon suprised - when he sees the results of terrible battles, he begins to doubt the honor and excitement of war. When Jeff falls in love with a spirited Cherokee-Confederate girl, and also when he gets involved with some other Confederates, he learns that the other armies are just made up of boys like him, who fiercly honor their country.
This was an excellent, exciting, interesting, and, at the same time, educational young adult novel on the Civil War, and I'd definitely recommend it for ages 12 and up! You may also enjoy "The Journal of James Edmund Pease", "The Boys' War", and "Soldier's Heart", also on the Civil War, and, on the also intriguing Revolutionary War, the book "Johnny Tremain" and the wonderful movie "The Patriot.
"Rifles.." recounts the adventures of Jeff Bussey during the western campaigns of the Civil War in Arkansas, Oklahoma, Texas and Missouri. It tells of friendships on both sides of the war. His love of the rebel girl Lucy, his friend Noah the tramp printer and the life of a common Union soldier and a Rebel Cavalryman. The book recounts battles and the small world within them that a soldier plays, often missing the large results that are defined with the outcome. It tells of courage, and fear and determination as Jeff is pursued for miles in his daring escape from the Confederate army.
This book you must include in your home library. I still pick up my copy and read it again, still as enjoyable as the first time back in Idaho.