Dave Broadfoot has got to be one of my favourite comedians. This is his life story, and is as funny as any of his monologues. I had no idea he was so old, though, and some of the stuff he's done and is able to relate humorously is amazing. By all means, if you like comedians, read this. As a bonus, he includes some of his material - Sgt. Renfrew, Big Bobby Clobber and the whole gang.
Monday, December 27, 2004
Saturday, December 25, 2004
Portfoolio 20 - The Years Best Canadian Editorial Cartoons
This is a collection of editorial cartoons for 2004. The cartoons are typically brilliant; the editorial blurbs introducing sections are somewhat wan as they try to mix written humour with a 20 second backgrounder on the issues being addressed by the cartoons.
Dead Heat
This mystery by Caroline Carver was more engaging to me than most mystery novels, perhaps because it's set in tropical Australia, where I lived for a few months. There's not much to the book - dangerous animals, hippy-ish healers, Chinese organized crime, and James Bond-ish Australian policemen - but it is a fairly rapid page turner and a bit of fun to read.
Wednesday, December 22, 2004
King of the Scepter'd Isle
Michael Greatrex Coney's book is an interesting concept, but somewhat dry in the reading. It's the fourth in a series, but fortunately the previous three books don't seem to be essential to getting the story. It's a take on the Arthurian legend, where Merlin and... I've forgotten the character's name - roam about England telling stories about Arthur and the Round Table and so on; stories so real that the audience feels like they are right in the story. There are also 'happentracks', basically parallel universes that converge and diverge through time. There are also a sort of supreme being, who manipulate or guide events along particular happentracks. There's gnomes, too, and gnome-human relations, and robots and interstellar grasshoppers.
These are all the ingredients of a fabulous story, but I found it sort of limp to read.
These are all the ingredients of a fabulous story, but I found it sort of limp to read.
Thursday, December 16, 2004
The Conqueror's Child
Ah, the thirty year long creative process wraps up. Again, I don't really agree with the fulsome praise heaped on this book by the reviewers cited on the covers.
Summary: Yay, everything kinda works out in the end.
The most interesting part of this series is that it is a feminist sci fi opus spanning 30 years - at a meta-analysis level, the shading of the good versus evil does show some evolution over time. I won't pretend to be sufficiently expert in the realm of feminist theory and/or dogma to say whether the books follow the evolutionary trends, though. Alldera the Conqueror would smite me down.
If someone was considering reading this series, I'd really suggest starting with the last book; and then starting from the beginning, because the first book is a little offputting in its simplicity of scenario and lack of nuance - frankly, tedious. However, the series is worth reading for the arc of development.
Summary: Yay, everything kinda works out in the end.
The most interesting part of this series is that it is a feminist sci fi opus spanning 30 years - at a meta-analysis level, the shading of the good versus evil does show some evolution over time. I won't pretend to be sufficiently expert in the realm of feminist theory and/or dogma to say whether the books follow the evolutionary trends, though. Alldera the Conqueror would smite me down.
If someone was considering reading this series, I'd really suggest starting with the last book; and then starting from the beginning, because the first book is a little offputting in its simplicity of scenario and lack of nuance - frankly, tedious. However, the series is worth reading for the arc of development.
Sunday, December 12, 2004
The Furies
This is book three of Suzy McKee Charnas' Holdfast Chronicles. Well, I was right - this is a feminist oeuvre through and through - and about as subtle as a sledghammer against a window. I'll avoid for now the arguments around feminism's different schools of thought and so forth.
The book, in my opinion, suffers for being so blatant - there's no mystery or challenge in trying to figure out who is a bad guy and who is a good woman. I'm writing this blurb after I finished the fourth book, and I think this, the third one, is the weakest in terms of holding interest.
I may as well carry on to deal with the fourth book...
The book, in my opinion, suffers for being so blatant - there's no mystery or challenge in trying to figure out who is a bad guy and who is a good woman. I'm writing this blurb after I finished the fourth book, and I think this, the third one, is the weakest in terms of holding interest.
I may as well carry on to deal with the fourth book...
Friday, December 10, 2004
Lucifer's Hammer
Larry Niven and Jerry Pournelle's book about the end of the world at the hands of an enormous comet is strangely fascinating. They clearly hail from the Hobbesian perspective of Man (I know, but it's Hobbes' term, not mine) in a state of nature. Of course, getting one's world destroyed in a very scary way probably constitutes a confounding variable, but suffice to say, there's a lot of nasty people in this book.
The second thing that strikes me about this book is the American (specifically, Californian)-centric nature. I'm not calling that an inherently bad thing, because it is a very effective means to constrain the scope of the book which otherwise would be thousands of pages long if written in the same degree of personal detail and addressing the whole world. What I am now curious about is sci-fi takes on the end of the contemporary world from other areas of the world. This book, for example, written in 1977 has as a minor theme the US-USSR Cold War rivalry. I wonder, for example, how would survivors in Africa, or the Andes, or ... wherever would be perceived as carrying on after a catacylismic event.
I just thought about it a bit more, and the device to limit the scope of the book is elegant in its simplicity - tsunami take care of the world's population, because people just seem to love that beachfront view (I know, port cities, trade, it's all economic and logical!); a nuclear war takes care of another large swath of the earth when one country gets jumpy on the trigger finger, and most of the rest of the world (which isn't much) doesn't seem to be all that important except for a few offhand mentions.
I find it hard to read about fictional people reduced to barbarity, and the nasty things they do to one another, especially when the real world has far too many examples of it already. I think the writers used the barbarity to try and make their point (a little crudely) about the strength of the American dream and the power of technology; I can understand the device, but I didn't really enjoy it.
The praise heaped on this book by reviewers (at least the ones plastered over the back and face page of the book) is overly effusive. It's not really that good, in my opinion - I was curious to see how it ended, but at no time did I have trouble putting it down - it's not a "just another couple pages" book. To the book's credit, I now have a literary interest in the cultural study of end-of-the-world stories.
The second thing that strikes me about this book is the American (specifically, Californian)-centric nature. I'm not calling that an inherently bad thing, because it is a very effective means to constrain the scope of the book which otherwise would be thousands of pages long if written in the same degree of personal detail and addressing the whole world. What I am now curious about is sci-fi takes on the end of the contemporary world from other areas of the world. This book, for example, written in 1977 has as a minor theme the US-USSR Cold War rivalry. I wonder, for example, how would survivors in Africa, or the Andes, or ... wherever would be perceived as carrying on after a catacylismic event.
I just thought about it a bit more, and the device to limit the scope of the book is elegant in its simplicity - tsunami take care of the world's population, because people just seem to love that beachfront view (I know, port cities, trade, it's all economic and logical!); a nuclear war takes care of another large swath of the earth when one country gets jumpy on the trigger finger, and most of the rest of the world (which isn't much) doesn't seem to be all that important except for a few offhand mentions.
I find it hard to read about fictional people reduced to barbarity, and the nasty things they do to one another, especially when the real world has far too many examples of it already. I think the writers used the barbarity to try and make their point (a little crudely) about the strength of the American dream and the power of technology; I can understand the device, but I didn't really enjoy it.
The praise heaped on this book by reviewers (at least the ones plastered over the back and face page of the book) is overly effusive. It's not really that good, in my opinion - I was curious to see how it ended, but at no time did I have trouble putting it down - it's not a "just another couple pages" book. To the book's credit, I now have a literary interest in the cultural study of end-of-the-world stories.
Monday, December 06, 2004
A Nation Forged in Fire : Canadians and the Second World War, 1939-1945
J.L. Granatstein and Desmond Morton wrote a fairly thin history volume, which is deceptive - it's quite well written, and includes a good stock of photographs.
It's hard to comment on the plot and character development of a war history book. This one's pretty good.
It's hard to comment on the plot and character development of a war history book. This one's pretty good.
Friday, December 03, 2004
1066: The Year of the Conquest
David Howarth has done some rather serious detective work surrounding the Norman invasion of England, decoding disparate sources such as the victor's tales, the loser's accounts, and even the Bayeux Tapestry, to deduce a fairly rigourous and tenable story.
It is a very academic undertaking - I would expect this for a graduate thesis in history; but Howarth does make it readable by bringing characters to life. It's not really a book to read for fun, but I rather enjoyed it - it's a great train book.
It is a very academic undertaking - I would expect this for a graduate thesis in history; but Howarth does make it readable by bringing characters to life. It's not really a book to read for fun, but I rather enjoyed it - it's a great train book.
Thursday, December 02, 2004
A World in Flames, 1944-1945
This is the second volume of Richard Malone's tales of his involvement in World War Two, and I think the novelty of the story is wearing off, because this volume wasn't as captivating as the first one. The book's value is in the perspective it provides of the war effort, and overall is well written. I think I'm getting war history burn-out, though.
Worth reading.
Worth reading.
Tuesday, November 30, 2004
The Regiment
Farley Mowat chronicles the history, mobilization and actions of the Hastings and Prince Edward Regiment during World War Two. It's a different kind of war history from that of Malone's books in that Mowat has a much more lyrical style, and is much more personal with the members of the Regiment, while writing from the third person - it is not an autobiography by any means.
I read this one exceedingly quickly, as it was due back at the library, and I could not renew it because someone else wanted to read it.
So, it was much more readable than Malone's two books, but of a completely different style so I wouldn' t be too keen on comparing the two. In any event, the only critique I might level at the book is that the misery of war is rather minimized - it reads as a bit of a light story, with only a few instances of combat tragedy - and even those don't jolt or stand out from the narrative in an attention-getting device.
I shouldn't criticize too sharply - Mowat was there, I wasn't; and if he captured the experience of the Hasty Pees, only the Hasty Pees could tell. It is definitely worth reading, though.
I read this one exceedingly quickly, as it was due back at the library, and I could not renew it because someone else wanted to read it.
So, it was much more readable than Malone's two books, but of a completely different style so I wouldn' t be too keen on comparing the two. In any event, the only critique I might level at the book is that the misery of war is rather minimized - it reads as a bit of a light story, with only a few instances of combat tragedy - and even those don't jolt or stand out from the narrative in an attention-getting device.
I shouldn't criticize too sharply - Mowat was there, I wasn't; and if he captured the experience of the Hasty Pees, only the Hasty Pees could tell. It is definitely worth reading, though.
Wednesday, November 24, 2004
A Portrait of War 1939-1943
Just prior to Remembrance Day I picked up some war history books from the library, and the first one I finished was Richard S. Malone's "A Portrait of War". The book details his involvement in Canada's participation in WWII, from an interestingly personal point of view, as opposed to the normal stories told based on troop movements, military actions, and political overtones. Malone was a newspaperman, and early in the war was tapped to work on the Defense Minister's staff, and eventually was involved in nearly every major Canadian activity. The book can read a bit like an exercise in name dropping - referring to General Montgomery as "Monty", in the context of a series of interactions the author had with the General; however, Malone's presentation serves to capture a sense of the personal, and this serves to provide an enriching background to the various events.
Malone's involvement included participating in the initial efforts to move Canada from a peacetime to a war footing, planning portions of invasions, facilitating meetings and the exchange of information between Canadian, British and eventually American war offices, and arranging press operations in Sicily and Italy (which included the inauguration of the Canadian military newspaper, the Maple Leaf.
It is not a fast read, and at times can get a little laborious, but it is a well written book overall that richly recounts a perilous time in history.
Malone's involvement included participating in the initial efforts to move Canada from a peacetime to a war footing, planning portions of invasions, facilitating meetings and the exchange of information between Canadian, British and eventually American war offices, and arranging press operations in Sicily and Italy (which included the inauguration of the Canadian military newspaper, the Maple Leaf.
It is not a fast read, and at times can get a little laborious, but it is a well written book overall that richly recounts a perilous time in history.
George Trosley-CARtoonist
George Trosley-CARtoonist looks pretty cool. Haven't had much time to look through it, but I will do so later.
Friday, November 19, 2004
The Slave and the Free (Walk to the End of the World and Motherlines)
This is one of the wierder sci-fi-fantasy books I've read. Before I get into that, this volume contains the first two books of a four-book series written by Suzy McKee Charnas over something like thirty years. Not a prolific pace for an author, and interesting since sci-fi (I know I'm probably mixing up genres a bit here, but never mind that, okay?) authors seem to be able to churn out books one after the other a bit like a sausage factory.
So that piqued my interest - perhaps this will be an extremely writerly book, which I think would be interesting in the genre. Okay, full disclosure - I just grabbed the book off the shelf in the library because it looked interesting, and it wasn't til later that I found out the rest of the stuff.
I'm still not sure if I like reading this series. Set formulaically after an apocalypse known as The Wasting, leftover and survivor humans are eking out a grimmish existance, with a rather bizarre set of customs and mores. In the first book, consider a patriarchal society embodying everything inequality of the sexes in the extreme. In the second, consider a matriarchal society - with no men. Read the book to find out how they procreate - as the process was hinted at I hoped against fleeting hope that it would not be so... It was.
So the social order of Charnas' vision isn't really to my taste. I suppose that would have something to do with her aims in writing the book - thirty years, the first book first published in 1974 - which strikes me as coinciding far too neatly with the cycles in radical feminism. (At the end of the second book, it's starting to sound like things aren't going to go too well for any male character that might appear in the third book. I hope the library has it.) Back on track: It's almost a Swiftian trope, but I will reserve judgement until I finish the series.
I would have to say that I am appreciating the vision and development of the books. The first one was a quick, interesting read; the second I found a little harder to get through. It could have been the subject matter, it may have been the writing. In any event, my interest is aroused enough to say "Bring on the next book," which I'll do next time I'm at the library.
Still... very wierd book.
So that piqued my interest - perhaps this will be an extremely writerly book, which I think would be interesting in the genre. Okay, full disclosure - I just grabbed the book off the shelf in the library because it looked interesting, and it wasn't til later that I found out the rest of the stuff.
I'm still not sure if I like reading this series. Set formulaically after an apocalypse known as The Wasting, leftover and survivor humans are eking out a grimmish existance, with a rather bizarre set of customs and mores. In the first book, consider a patriarchal society embodying everything inequality of the sexes in the extreme. In the second, consider a matriarchal society - with no men. Read the book to find out how they procreate - as the process was hinted at I hoped against fleeting hope that it would not be so... It was.
So the social order of Charnas' vision isn't really to my taste. I suppose that would have something to do with her aims in writing the book - thirty years, the first book first published in 1974 - which strikes me as coinciding far too neatly with the cycles in radical feminism. (At the end of the second book, it's starting to sound like things aren't going to go too well for any male character that might appear in the third book. I hope the library has it.) Back on track: It's almost a Swiftian trope, but I will reserve judgement until I finish the series.
I would have to say that I am appreciating the vision and development of the books. The first one was a quick, interesting read; the second I found a little harder to get through. It could have been the subject matter, it may have been the writing. In any event, my interest is aroused enough to say "Bring on the next book," which I'll do next time I'm at the library.
Still... very wierd book.
Monday, November 15, 2004
Latitudes of Melt
Joan Clark's novel really is amazing, in my opinion. A loose synopsis: in 1912 a baby is found on an ice pan off the coast of Newfoundland and is brought into a small community of fishermen and their families. She's a little different, but she gets along, finds love, marries, and so on. Late in the book, and thus later in her life, she has had children, and they range through their lives, until her granddaughter happens to extricate her past from the wisps of history, discovering who the baby was, and where she comes from.
That short summary does incredible violence to Clark's story. The descriptions of characters, environments and situations were arresting - I didn't really want the book to end. This was a really good book, one I'm glad to have read.
That short summary does incredible violence to Clark's story. The descriptions of characters, environments and situations were arresting - I didn't really want the book to end. This was a really good book, one I'm glad to have read.
Friday, November 12, 2004
The Seeds of Time
Kay Kenyon's first novel is pretty darn impressive. Humans have come up with "Time Diving" technology, which allows them to travel through time and space, with certain constraints, of course. Naturally, the ability to use this technology must have a need associated, and that need is the search for biological speciments from other time/spaces to rejuvenate the Earth's biosphere, with has been utterly degraded by human depredation. Along with the dwindling life potential on the planet, social organization has evolved (or devolved, as it's pretty clear that the structures are not all that pleasant) such that "Sick" people are routinely rounded up and put in camps to live out their miserable days, accompanied by homosexuals and mentally challenged people - basically a eugenic echo of social engineering. A pretty miserable place.
The central character, Clio Finn has escaped the mess on Earth and is a "Dive pilot" - she is one of the few who are uniquely capable of maintaining consciousness (and the contents of their stomachs) as they dive through time/space.
Adventures abound, they find a planet in time that has an almost ideal source of plant life, loyalties are strained and realigned, tough decisions are made, the Laws of Time are toyed with... it's really quite a well done story, particularly in terms of a nuanced take on the old science-fiction standby of time travel.
A quick read, but an enjoyable one.
The central character, Clio Finn has escaped the mess on Earth and is a "Dive pilot" - she is one of the few who are uniquely capable of maintaining consciousness (and the contents of their stomachs) as they dive through time/space.
Adventures abound, they find a planet in time that has an almost ideal source of plant life, loyalties are strained and realigned, tough decisions are made, the Laws of Time are toyed with... it's really quite a well done story, particularly in terms of a nuanced take on the old science-fiction standby of time travel.
A quick read, but an enjoyable one.
Saturday, November 06, 2004
Heartbreaks Along the Road
Roch Carrier's book is a big book, with a lot going on inside. I suppose it could be best called a satire of life in Quebec, probably just before the Quiet Revolution. The principal foci are social, political, and religious life, which, when I think about it, constitutes life in general in that era. The omnipresent corruption of "the Right Party", led by "Le Chef" touches pretty much every one of the myriad characters in the fictional village of Saint-Toussaint-des-Saints. Come election time, everyone who votes for the Right Party gets a "strippa road" or some other petty favour; anyone who votes for or otherwise supports the "communist Opposition" can expect to be a pariah from the electoral largesse. Tragedy abounds, comedy lurks in the oddest of places (a deep-fried saint, among others), and all through the tale reverberates with the spirit of the era.
The story is not as bleak as Last Days of Montreal, but ranges further and is more subtle in its critique. This book took me longer to read than normal, and I'm glad for it. A very good book.
The story is not as bleak as Last Days of Montreal, but ranges further and is more subtle in its critique. This book took me longer to read than normal, and I'm glad for it. A very good book.
Sunday, October 24, 2004
Richter 10
Arthur C Clarke collaborated with Mike McQuay to write this science fiction novel about human hubris and insignificance in the face of the awesome forces of nature.
Lewis Crane, the main character, is a child during the devasting 1994 LA earthquake in which his parents are killed when their house collapses and a leaking gas main is ignited. Fastforwarding, he is revealed to have become a rather brilliant, though naturally eccentric scientist, who has dedicated his career to the precise prediction of earthquakes. I won't do a spoiler by revealing his ultimate, hidden agenda.
Since the book is set in the relatively near future, the authors are free to hypothesize on the outcomes of various evolutions in technology, commercial and political spheres. The technology hypothesis is admirably understated, though perhaps an extreme extrapolation of consumerist/entertainment trends of 1995. As an example, imagine the ultimate reality TV, where the traffic accident you have just passed (or caused...) is broadcast live on the sides of buildings and on clouds. Imagine, also, brand names projected upon the Moon. Commercially, the book extrapolates the trend of mega-mergers of multinational corporations, and predicts (in 1995) the ascendency of the Chinese as an economic power. This I found interesting, as the Globe and Mail devoted a large portion of this Saturday's paper to analysis and description of the Chinese growth into a global economic powerhouse. Politically, the book's prognostication is an extension of the commercial/economic influence on the political sphere. The cynic in me finds the political economy of the book unsettling as it is again but an extrapolation of existing trends.
The conflict between groups of people, religions and races also has verisimilitude due to the drawing out of historical trends - although the rise of Africa as a world power, at this point, can be readily debated. I suppose it helped that most of the Middle East was turned into a sea of glass after the detonation of 30 multi-megaton nuclear bombs...
I can't neglect to mention the impacts of environmental degradation that are presented as merely a fact of life for the characters of the future - moonbathing is the last activity left for people to do outside unless they are protected by full clothing, hats, and powerful sunscreen.
This is a delightfully complex and wideranging book. Well worth reading.
Lewis Crane, the main character, is a child during the devasting 1994 LA earthquake in which his parents are killed when their house collapses and a leaking gas main is ignited. Fastforwarding, he is revealed to have become a rather brilliant, though naturally eccentric scientist, who has dedicated his career to the precise prediction of earthquakes. I won't do a spoiler by revealing his ultimate, hidden agenda.
Since the book is set in the relatively near future, the authors are free to hypothesize on the outcomes of various evolutions in technology, commercial and political spheres. The technology hypothesis is admirably understated, though perhaps an extreme extrapolation of consumerist/entertainment trends of 1995. As an example, imagine the ultimate reality TV, where the traffic accident you have just passed (or caused...) is broadcast live on the sides of buildings and on clouds. Imagine, also, brand names projected upon the Moon. Commercially, the book extrapolates the trend of mega-mergers of multinational corporations, and predicts (in 1995) the ascendency of the Chinese as an economic power. This I found interesting, as the Globe and Mail devoted a large portion of this Saturday's paper to analysis and description of the Chinese growth into a global economic powerhouse. Politically, the book's prognostication is an extension of the commercial/economic influence on the political sphere. The cynic in me finds the political economy of the book unsettling as it is again but an extrapolation of existing trends.
The conflict between groups of people, religions and races also has verisimilitude due to the drawing out of historical trends - although the rise of Africa as a world power, at this point, can be readily debated. I suppose it helped that most of the Middle East was turned into a sea of glass after the detonation of 30 multi-megaton nuclear bombs...
I can't neglect to mention the impacts of environmental degradation that are presented as merely a fact of life for the characters of the future - moonbathing is the last activity left for people to do outside unless they are protected by full clothing, hats, and powerful sunscreen.
This is a delightfully complex and wideranging book. Well worth reading.
A Hack a Day
The Hack a Day Web site/blog collects up all sorts of different hacks. Take a look, it's kind of interesting.
Saturday, October 23, 2004
Canadian Stories of the Sea
This is a collection of stories and excerpts edited by Victor Suthren, whose credentials are impressive both as a historian and as a sailor. The book has eight logical sections, each with five or six stories. The first section, The First Peoples, presents First Nations' accounts and myths dealing with naval adventure. The Newcomers, the second section, covers the initial encounters of what would become Canada by the Norse and the Europeans. Blood on the Waters covers the early naval warfare in the region. Making a Living on the Sea holds stories of the fishing industry. Special Ships, the fifth chapter or section, has tales of the Bluenose, of an esoteric experiment by a Nova Scotian, and of the sinking of the Princess Sophia. Going It Alone comprises a few tales of solo maritime adventure in the spirit of Joshua Slocum. Dark Shadows: Modern War at Sea holds tales of Canadian naval trial by fire - the Atlantic Convoys and the like. Finally, chapter eight addresses "The Modern Sea: Harsh Workplace, Beckoning Playground," with stories from the boom, bust and evolution of fishing industries to the notion of going to sea for amusement.
These stories don't necessarily require an affinity for the sea to be appealing - they form an empathetic picture of a significant aspect of Canadian history.
Well worth reading for anyone with an interest in history, Canada, the sea or any combination of those.
These stories don't necessarily require an affinity for the sea to be appealing - they form an empathetic picture of a significant aspect of Canadian history.
Well worth reading for anyone with an interest in history, Canada, the sea or any combination of those.
Wednesday, October 20, 2004
Big Trouble
Dave Barry is a fairly amusing writer - he is based in Florida and has a syndicated column. In this instance, he's written a novel. Big Trouble is a rather warped crime tale, building on what may or may not be stereotypes about life in Miami. While it's pretty readable and amusing, I don't agree is the effusive praise heaped on this book. True enough, it has fun with the genre, but I wouldn't go to the extreme that Publishers Weekly did in calling it "[like] a Garry Trudeau send-up of hard-boiled crime novels."
The best thing I can say about this one is that it's conveniently sized for carrying about and reading on the bus.
The best thing I can say about this one is that it's conveniently sized for carrying about and reading on the bus.
Monday, October 18, 2004
The Gospel According to the Son
I finished this book of Norman Mailer's last night, and it is a quite a departure from my usual fare. Essentially, it's Jesus of Nazareth's autobiography. I can't really comment too much on the accuracy or reasonableness of the content as I am not particularly conversant in the Bible. The review exerpts on the book's cover and inside pages are quite glowing - although that may be partly because it's Norman Mailer.
In any case, it was interesting in the way that a museum exhibition on Biblical stuff is interested when it's aimed at the general public - not too wordy or elevated, but just fancy enough to get people to say "Ooooh," and "Neat" or whatever words are cool enough for them to use.
I couldn't even tell you if it's heretical or blasphemous. I can imagine some hard-core holy folk getting a little worked up, if only because religion is involved. This book questions the veracity of some of the Gospels, but on the other hand, doesn't really come down too hard on the Gospel-writers for it.
There's lot's to chew on here, and it's well worth reading.
In any case, it was interesting in the way that a museum exhibition on Biblical stuff is interested when it's aimed at the general public - not too wordy or elevated, but just fancy enough to get people to say "Ooooh," and "Neat" or whatever words are cool enough for them to use.
I couldn't even tell you if it's heretical or blasphemous. I can imagine some hard-core holy folk getting a little worked up, if only because religion is involved. This book questions the veracity of some of the Gospels, but on the other hand, doesn't really come down too hard on the Gospel-writers for it.
There's lot's to chew on here, and it's well worth reading.
Friday, October 15, 2004
Red Thunder
John Varley's book is pretty recent (2003), and thus somewhat relevant to the hullabaloo about going to Mars. Yep, that tried and true formula - mixed with the other tried and true formula about a gang of misfits coming up with a supremely elegant solution, with a dash of the impossible new technology that's as obvious as the nose on your face, so long as you look at it differently.
From that less than enthusiastic intro, it sounds like the book's not all that good. It's actually alright. It's a good read, at least - the characters develop well, the plot isn't too simplistic, and it touches enough current issues (for the U.S., anyway) including racism and commercialism, to achieve verisimilitude. In fact, the book is real enough (except for the impossible-by-today's-science technology) that it could be science-maybe-not-fiction.
The ending kind of fizzled, though, but that's a common complaint of mine - the book rolls along fine, then it seems that we get up to a page marker, and all the pieces drop into place, and all the loose threads are allocated a paragraph, and the book's done with enough room for the advertising page at the end.
A nice, 400 page, one-day read.
From that less than enthusiastic intro, it sounds like the book's not all that good. It's actually alright. It's a good read, at least - the characters develop well, the plot isn't too simplistic, and it touches enough current issues (for the U.S., anyway) including racism and commercialism, to achieve verisimilitude. In fact, the book is real enough (except for the impossible-by-today's-science technology) that it could be science-maybe-not-fiction.
The ending kind of fizzled, though, but that's a common complaint of mine - the book rolls along fine, then it seems that we get up to a page marker, and all the pieces drop into place, and all the loose threads are allocated a paragraph, and the book's done with enough room for the advertising page at the end.
A nice, 400 page, one-day read.
Thursday, October 14, 2004
Where Nests the Water Hen
This book by Gabrielle Roy (translated by Harry Binsse) is a bit different from the books I normally read - it's CanLit! It's a pretty evocative recounting of a family's pioneer life in frontier Manitoba. There are two tropes: the first is the building and commissioning of a schoolhouse by the Tousignants, and the second is the intersection of the roving priest with their life and that of their sparsely populated community. A third subtext is the emigration of the children (so many of them!) from the Water Hen district to be doctors and so on further south.
Apparently the translation is quite good - I haven't read the original language version, and do not claim to be in a position to judge the translation even if I had read it. The story is a little slow-moving, but complete in its progress. The book conveys a sense of the land and time the characters occupy, making it feel almost like a nostalgic golden time of hope, and simplicity.
I liked the book, and I did chuckle at the character who felt that if the Water Hen district population kept increasing at one per year (as babies were brought into the world regularly) soon he would have to decamp and move to a more remote area without so many people (before the children began leaving, there may have been 15 or 20 people at most in the immediate area, and 30 or 40 if you went out a few miles.)
Apparently the translation is quite good - I haven't read the original language version, and do not claim to be in a position to judge the translation even if I had read it. The story is a little slow-moving, but complete in its progress. The book conveys a sense of the land and time the characters occupy, making it feel almost like a nostalgic golden time of hope, and simplicity.
I liked the book, and I did chuckle at the character who felt that if the Water Hen district population kept increasing at one per year (as babies were brought into the world regularly) soon he would have to decamp and move to a more remote area without so many people (before the children began leaving, there may have been 15 or 20 people at most in the immediate area, and 30 or 40 if you went out a few miles.)
Saturday, October 09, 2004
Guanya Pau
Here's a book I never would have expected to read. Joseph J. Walters wrote "Guanya Pau" in 1891. It's interesting - written by a Liberian studying in the US. I'm not quite sure what to make of this book, though. Guanya (an African princess) rebels against her arranged marriage to a polygamist - and in so doing, against entrenched oppressive traditions - and becomes a prototypical feminist/women's rights activist. Her whole flight from the situation is filled with references to the inequality of men and women, and I think while Walters may have been focussed on the African experience, the common themes with women's rights movements are strong. I'm not going to spoil the book completely, but it's not a happy ending.
The part that set my teeth on edge just a little bit was the strident gospel hallelujahs that are sprinkled through the book - for example, the author writes that his African brothers and sisters will be able to rise for the benighted inequality of their lives so long as they rejoice in the light of God... standard missionary fare. It is not the overarching premise of the book - the passages where the author excuses his exuberant digressions into praise for the Almighty disjoint the story a bit. It's not a huge problem, but it seems that the author had a little trouble either keeping two theses separated, or in incorporating two streams of argument into a single one.
I can't say it's the most thrilling book I've ever read, but it's interesting, particularly for the point of view and arguments made in the context of the time when the author wrote it.
The part that set my teeth on edge just a little bit was the strident gospel hallelujahs that are sprinkled through the book - for example, the author writes that his African brothers and sisters will be able to rise for the benighted inequality of their lives so long as they rejoice in the light of God... standard missionary fare. It is not the overarching premise of the book - the passages where the author excuses his exuberant digressions into praise for the Almighty disjoint the story a bit. It's not a huge problem, but it seems that the author had a little trouble either keeping two theses separated, or in incorporating two streams of argument into a single one.
I can't say it's the most thrilling book I've ever read, but it's interesting, particularly for the point of view and arguments made in the context of the time when the author wrote it.
Friday, October 08, 2004
The Face
My good friend Ozayr recently lent me Dean Koontz's "The Face" to read. It's a murder mystery, but with an enjoyable swirl of the supernatural that makes it an ideal book for right around Hallowe'en - the body count, which rises rapidly, helps too in this regard. In short, a rather pointless movie star of the first order has a 10 year old (or so) boy who lives in the star's superlatively ostentatious mansion. Security is headed up by an ex-cop, whose mission is to ensure the safety of said star. The villain is an anarchist who has an affinity for chaos, yet is remarkably organized, well-connected, and scarily clever. The supernatural twist consists of an acquaintance of the security chief who is balanced on a metaphysical knife-edge between life and death, and has a role as guardian angel.
The story is very well done - the book actually finishes well, something that bothers me about a lot of other books. Koontz draws some interesting inspirations from reality, particularly in using the stereotypical (or real, for all I know) realm of movie stardom to rapidly fill out characters; as well as fairly perceptively identifying little things that can turn neighbour against neighbour.
A great read, just fluffy enough to be fun, and smart enough not to be boring.
The story is very well done - the book actually finishes well, something that bothers me about a lot of other books. Koontz draws some interesting inspirations from reality, particularly in using the stereotypical (or real, for all I know) realm of movie stardom to rapidly fill out characters; as well as fairly perceptively identifying little things that can turn neighbour against neighbour.
A great read, just fluffy enough to be fun, and smart enough not to be boring.
Sunday, October 03, 2004
The True History of the Kelly Gang
Well, here's a problem when you either a) have a lousy memory or b) just don't keep track of what you've read.
I picked up Peter Carey's "True History of the Kelly Gang" from the local library a while ago with my last batch of books. As I flipped through it, it looked awfully familiar. Turns out I read it a couple of years ago. I think I actually have this book somewhere in my collection. I hate it when that happens, but what can you do.
The book's okay - the translation of accent and dialect into print is a bit of a struggle at first and takes some getting used to. Ned Kelly is a legendary hero of 19th century Australia, dirt poor, and on the run from authorities, and attempting to win his mother's release from prison. Once Kelly began his flight from the authorities, he sustained himself and his gang for twenty months of a manhunt by using his bushwhacking skills and robbing banks.
I'm not going to spoil the ending, but I will say that there's a town in New South Wales with an enormous statue of Ned Kelly - it has to be 50 feet tall at least - standing in his homemade armour.
I picked up Peter Carey's "True History of the Kelly Gang" from the local library a while ago with my last batch of books. As I flipped through it, it looked awfully familiar. Turns out I read it a couple of years ago. I think I actually have this book somewhere in my collection. I hate it when that happens, but what can you do.
The book's okay - the translation of accent and dialect into print is a bit of a struggle at first and takes some getting used to. Ned Kelly is a legendary hero of 19th century Australia, dirt poor, and on the run from authorities, and attempting to win his mother's release from prison. Once Kelly began his flight from the authorities, he sustained himself and his gang for twenty months of a manhunt by using his bushwhacking skills and robbing banks.
I'm not going to spoil the ending, but I will say that there's a town in New South Wales with an enormous statue of Ned Kelly - it has to be 50 feet tall at least - standing in his homemade armour.
Numbers in the Dark (and other stories)
Italo Calvino's "Numbers in the Dark (and other stories)" is a collection of short stories written between 1943 and 1984, collected from published stories as well as unpublished (and some uncompleted) manuscripts. Calvino's writing is typically interesting, and this collection of stories is no exception. Some are only a page and a half long, and those I found to be a lot of fun. They are from early in his writing career, and are really surreal - delightfully so. Progressing through the book, and thus the chronology of Calvino's writing, the surrealism is increasingly suffused with political and social commentary. The stories are all very readable - at least, to me.
I'm not going to get overly drawn out - Googling for the title of the collection brings up a pretty good review from someone who's clearly much better equipped to analyze and comment on the collection. Suffice to say, I really liked it.
I'm not going to get overly drawn out - Googling for the title of the collection brings up a pretty good review from someone who's clearly much better equipped to analyze and comment on the collection. Suffice to say, I really liked it.
Monday, September 27, 2004
Lord of the Isles
David Drake's "Lord of the Isles" is an 'epic fantasy,' and overall is a pretty good read, although I wouldn't say it's particularly innovative - country boy get swept up in forces of the universe, fights bad guys, other people's special tendencies come out, country boy saves the day, and most of the people live happily ever after.
I did like the treatment of "evil" - which is a human term, and the multiple thousand year old wizardess takes pains to make that clear - as an elemental force, typically in balance with "good", although various wizards or whatever occasionally try to mess things up by messing with a natural ebb and flow of the dark side. Naturally, at the climax of the book (I guess this is a spoiler), the country boy is faced with the temptation of "evil" and chooses the path of light, good, and apple pie. Saves the girl and the sorceress while he's at it, too. Well done, Garric.
Let's see. Reasonably well written, managed to fit a whole story into a single book - but if Piers Anthony's calling this "One of the finest epic fantasies of the decade" as is indicated on the cover, the entire genre must be getting a little tired.
I did like the treatment of "evil" - which is a human term, and the multiple thousand year old wizardess takes pains to make that clear - as an elemental force, typically in balance with "good", although various wizards or whatever occasionally try to mess things up by messing with a natural ebb and flow of the dark side. Naturally, at the climax of the book (I guess this is a spoiler), the country boy is faced with the temptation of "evil" and chooses the path of light, good, and apple pie. Saves the girl and the sorceress while he's at it, too. Well done, Garric.
Let's see. Reasonably well written, managed to fit a whole story into a single book - but if Piers Anthony's calling this "One of the finest epic fantasies of the decade" as is indicated on the cover, the entire genre must be getting a little tired.
Thursday, September 23, 2004
The Postman
David Brin's "The Postman" (you have to scroll down the linked page a bit) is better than what I've heard about the movie by the same name. No, I haven't seen the movie. Short summary, free of spoilers: Gordon Krantz is trying to survive 16 years after an apocalyptic cataclysm involving nuclear arms, pestilence, famine, a three-year nuclear winter. Needless to say, America (not much mention of the rest of the world, but presumably it's all messed up too) has imploded into a tribal sort of existence. Actually, "America" doesn't really exist anymore. It's just a bunch of people trying to survive. That is, until good ol' Gordon becomes a postman. It's entirely by accident - after being robbed by a band of ne-er do wells, he stumbles across the remains of a postie in a rusted out Jeep - with the accoutrements (nice jacket but for a couple of bullet holes), a hat, and, yes, a sack of mail. For his own reasons, Gordon picks up the mail and appoints himself some rounds. Sleet, hail, nuclear winter... GO USPS!
Actually, he falls into it by accident - he's mooching food and shelter at a small enclave, and they twig onto the postman gear, and bingo bango bongo, he's the first employee, inspector, and CEO of the Restored United States of America Postal Service. Neat, because people get all funny and give him food and shelter when he comes around. But, it's never so simple. He made up the Restored U.S.A bit, and then has to run with it. Along his route, he meets people that really feed off the idea, and then the book has the chance to explore several themes all at once, including the nature of leadership, the folly of aggression versus cooperation, technophilia versus technophobia, feminism, individualism and it's variants, Mountain Man anti-governmentalism, "Man" in a state of nature (Hi there Hobbes! Rousseau's out for a bit!) and the need for hope as well as the unending responsibility faced by reluctant yet worthy leaders.
Whew.
Worth reading. I've been lucky with the books so far. I'm probably due for a stinker.
Actually, he falls into it by accident - he's mooching food and shelter at a small enclave, and they twig onto the postman gear, and bingo bango bongo, he's the first employee, inspector, and CEO of the Restored United States of America Postal Service. Neat, because people get all funny and give him food and shelter when he comes around. But, it's never so simple. He made up the Restored U.S.A bit, and then has to run with it. Along his route, he meets people that really feed off the idea, and then the book has the chance to explore several themes all at once, including the nature of leadership, the folly of aggression versus cooperation, technophilia versus technophobia, feminism, individualism and it's variants, Mountain Man anti-governmentalism, "Man" in a state of nature (Hi there Hobbes! Rousseau's out for a bit!) and the need for hope as well as the unending responsibility faced by reluctant yet worthy leaders.
Whew.
Worth reading. I've been lucky with the books so far. I'm probably due for a stinker.
Wednesday, September 22, 2004
Fatal Storm - The Inside Story of the Tragic Sydney-Hobart Race
Happy day before spring. Rob Mundle's "Fatal Storm - The Inside Story of the Tragic Sydney-Hobart Race', featuring exclusive photos of the race is another maritime real-life drama, much like the book I read about the Vendée Globe race. In this Sydney to Hobart, the fleet encountered a cyclonic buster in the Bass Strait, which basically beat the daylights out of all the competitors. A few yachts sank, most of them were damaged, and six poor souls died. Amidst the turmoil of the storm, the efforts of the Australian Search and Rescue crews were, as always, Herculean. Mundle indicates that the book was put together in about 16 weeks - which is impressive, yet unfortunate. While the factual telling of the story appears to be lucid and accurate, there's none of the same drama, philosophy, or buildup that Godforsaken Sea had. As a tribute to the guts of the sailors, and the sheer balls of the SAR people, it's a worthwhile read.
Saturday, September 18, 2004
Forge of the Elders
"Forge of the Elders" is a science fiction novel by L. Neil Smith. The Earth has been 'united' under the United World Soviet, the last vestiges of individualism are being suppressed for the collective - the Earth essentially now mirrors Soviet Russia. Resources are scarce, and the global economy is faltering. So, three 80 year old space shuttles are taken out of mothballs, kitted out and launched - crewed by potential enemies of the state, so to speak, to colonize an asteroid that appears to have resources usable to prop up the state of the world.
It's a good read - although the contrast of collectivism to individualism appears rather heavy handed through out the book. I could be wrong on this, but I think that that's an interesting device to set up the (somewhat) unexpected conclusion. It's a struggle between the extremes of Randian individualism and warped collectivism - with an obvious editorial in favour of individualism and capitalism.
Not a bad book.
It's a good read - although the contrast of collectivism to individualism appears rather heavy handed through out the book. I could be wrong on this, but I think that that's an interesting device to set up the (somewhat) unexpected conclusion. It's a struggle between the extremes of Randian individualism and warped collectivism - with an obvious editorial in favour of individualism and capitalism.
Not a bad book.
Wednesday, September 15, 2004
Last Days of Montreal
"Last Days of Montreal" by John Brooke is one heck of a book. This slim volume is jam-packed with the cultural signifiers and memory of a city, province, and even country wracked with all sorts of problems.
Set in the mid 1990s, there's lots going on in Montréal. The referendum on Québec sovereignty, economic stumbles, the anglophone exodus, dilapitating infrastructure, and snow (although that's not limited to any epoch). The characters are all struggling through the confluence of their day to day lives which are coloured by the event unfolding around them. The connections between the individual stories are deftly woven - one person's activities meld into the lives of one, two, or more other characters, which then tie in to another, and then the circle closes, back to the first person again. The story whirlwinds through their lives, leaving the feeling of being out of control - much like the people in their situations - but both at the end of narrative snapshots, and at the end of the larger tale, the end really gives the sense of not really closure, but evolution on the parts of the characters.
The book is far too long and far too complex to undertake a full description and analysis of the characters and events - besides, I don't think I could do it justice! The book though, takes its title from one of the central characters - "Last Days," a vagrant who is confined to an electric wheelchair after having his legs crushed during a protest against some municipal undertaking. He wanders the streets, intervening in generally crude, even perserse, manner, in people's lives, in a form of brutal honesty. His is a repulsive character - but one who personifies the vibrancy of the city in a one-man struggle against the decline, trying to incite the people he comes across into life.
The book's treatment of the affairs of the day is aware, astute and incisive, from the English-French conflict (ici on parles français), to the vicissitudes of the global economy, to the cultural significance of snowfall and snow clearing and beyond.
Wholeheartedly recommended.
Set in the mid 1990s, there's lots going on in Montréal. The referendum on Québec sovereignty, economic stumbles, the anglophone exodus, dilapitating infrastructure, and snow (although that's not limited to any epoch). The characters are all struggling through the confluence of their day to day lives which are coloured by the event unfolding around them. The connections between the individual stories are deftly woven - one person's activities meld into the lives of one, two, or more other characters, which then tie in to another, and then the circle closes, back to the first person again. The story whirlwinds through their lives, leaving the feeling of being out of control - much like the people in their situations - but both at the end of narrative snapshots, and at the end of the larger tale, the end really gives the sense of not really closure, but evolution on the parts of the characters.
The book is far too long and far too complex to undertake a full description and analysis of the characters and events - besides, I don't think I could do it justice! The book though, takes its title from one of the central characters - "Last Days," a vagrant who is confined to an electric wheelchair after having his legs crushed during a protest against some municipal undertaking. He wanders the streets, intervening in generally crude, even perserse, manner, in people's lives, in a form of brutal honesty. His is a repulsive character - but one who personifies the vibrancy of the city in a one-man struggle against the decline, trying to incite the people he comes across into life.
The book's treatment of the affairs of the day is aware, astute and incisive, from the English-French conflict (ici on parles français), to the vicissitudes of the global economy, to the cultural significance of snowfall and snow clearing and beyond.
Wholeheartedly recommended.
Saturday, September 11, 2004
Finished reading Steven Bochco's "Death by Hollywood" and came away thinking that it was a pretty nice bit of fluff. Mr. Bochco is the co-creator of Hill Street Blues, L.A. Law, and NYPD Blue. I suppose if you like those particular aspects of the popular culture oeuvre, this book might be fascinating. It's written in a bit of a clichéd hardbitten gumshoe tone - the narrator is a Hollywood agent to the 'stars,' and seems to revel in a touch of cynicism. The whole book is a (fictionalized) account of the alternate universe that Hollywood apparently is - I can't say for sure as I've never been there. By all accounts, though, this book reinforces the stereotypes of the superficial world out there.
The storyline is pleasantly sprinkled with wrinkles, although by the last third of the book, I started to find myself not being surprised anymore. Maybe that's a strength of the book - the events and actions are warped by general standards of morality, yet, by that last third, I as the reader became jaded to the world, and ceased to be surprised by the machinations of the characters. The book's conclusion is gratifying in that it clearly marks the end of the story - Bochco appears to have had a clear idea of where the story was going and how to end it, and got it there in due course.
The characters - jaded police officers, grasping starlets, Latin lovers with irrepressible sexual drives, self satisfied socialites, flavour-of-the-day actors with delusions of grandeur - are all archetypes, and that lets Bochco off from really having to develop them. That's not to say that Bochco is sloppy or remiss in the development - he's just able to move the story along a little quicker.
The storyline is pleasantly sprinkled with wrinkles, although by the last third of the book, I started to find myself not being surprised anymore. Maybe that's a strength of the book - the events and actions are warped by general standards of morality, yet, by that last third, I as the reader became jaded to the world, and ceased to be surprised by the machinations of the characters. The book's conclusion is gratifying in that it clearly marks the end of the story - Bochco appears to have had a clear idea of where the story was going and how to end it, and got it there in due course.
The characters - jaded police officers, grasping starlets, Latin lovers with irrepressible sexual drives, self satisfied socialites, flavour-of-the-day actors with delusions of grandeur - are all archetypes, and that lets Bochco off from really having to develop them. That's not to say that Bochco is sloppy or remiss in the development - he's just able to move the story along a little quicker.
Friday, September 10, 2004
Just finished reading Catherine Bush's Minus Time, and it's a pretty interesting novel. The chronological shifting took a bit of getting used to, as there are paragraphs interspersed to provide background both on the plot and the development of the characters. Quick summary: The main character, Helen Urie is in her early twenties and struggling in the nexus of separate, yet related events. Her mother, Barbara, is an accomplished scientist launched aboard a space shuttle to take up residence in a space station and set a record for the longest time spent aloft. Her father, David, is a geologist by training, has become a sort of disaster response expert, and hence flits around the world responding to natural disasters - a vocation with coincides with his flight from marriage with Barbara. Helen's brother is perhaps the most 'normal' of the family, pursuing a degree in architecture.
Helen, apparently accidentally, falls in with a pair of environmental activists, and gradually becomes more involved with the cause - and almost predictable, with the male activist. Through her adventures, we find that natural disasters are occuring with ever greater frequency which serves to highlight the fragility of the ecosystem - described as equivalent to a layer of Scotch tape on a basketball.
Conflict between the characters brings up intractable issues such as competing dreams and desires within families, and between individuals and 'the mass', questions of self, animal rights and ecology (there are well-placed references to philosophers of 'species rights'), activism, and love - as just a sample.
With a well defined core cast of characters, the book is focused, and rarely seems to wonder where it's going.
Lately, I've been finding the endings of books unsatisfactory - the last few I've read have really seemed like they were rapidly wound up because the author was running out of pages. This time, it still felt a little bit like that, but the sense of Helen finding peace and even some exhilaration in the present and future works to close the story.
Helen, apparently accidentally, falls in with a pair of environmental activists, and gradually becomes more involved with the cause - and almost predictable, with the male activist. Through her adventures, we find that natural disasters are occuring with ever greater frequency which serves to highlight the fragility of the ecosystem - described as equivalent to a layer of Scotch tape on a basketball.
Conflict between the characters brings up intractable issues such as competing dreams and desires within families, and between individuals and 'the mass', questions of self, animal rights and ecology (there are well-placed references to philosophers of 'species rights'), activism, and love - as just a sample.
With a well defined core cast of characters, the book is focused, and rarely seems to wonder where it's going.
Lately, I've been finding the endings of books unsatisfactory - the last few I've read have really seemed like they were rapidly wound up because the author was running out of pages. This time, it still felt a little bit like that, but the sense of Helen finding peace and even some exhilaration in the present and future works to close the story.
Thursday, September 09, 2004
I've just finished reading Godforsaken Sea: Racing the World's Most Dangerous Waters by Derek Lundy - the tale of the '96 Vendée Globe race. That's a race where intrepid sailors single-hand 60 sailboats from France, down around Antarctica and back - a trip of something like 27000 miles. I thought it was going to be a bit of a guts n' gore 'see how many people perished' tale, but it was remarkably well written, with fairly perceptive insights into the mindset and motivations of the competitors. There's also a decent history of singlehanded sailing interspersed through the book. All in all, a very satisfying read.
Wednesday, September 08, 2004
The Political Compass is a pretty good little gizmo; got me pegged as a left-leaning libertarian. Which kinda makes sense to me.
Long time no "blog"... oh well.
Long time no "blog"... oh well.
Tuesday, May 11, 2004
TheFeature :: Urban Atmospheres/Urban Probes Now this is kind of interesting. I'm curious what changes in behaviour exist to back up the claims of the brave new world of wireless...
Friday, May 07, 2004
Howstuffworks "Auto Channel"This is a freakin' cool site - not just this page, but the whole thing is pretty good.
Oh, and that last site, the car wreck one? Forget it. Just some goofs trying to sell a cd of crappy videos for 11 bucks or something. Not really worth the effort of looking at the site.
Oh, and that last site, the car wreck one? Forget it. Just some goofs trying to sell a cd of crappy videos for 11 bucks or something. Not really worth the effort of looking at the site.
FreeFoto.com - Free Pictures - FreeFoto.ComHaven't really looked at the photos, but hey, they are freebies (unless you're looking to make $$ with them, blah blah blah)
The Center for the Advancement of CapitalismThis could be a lot of fun...Oh boy... "The rule of reason"? Who would claim otherwise - I adhere to the rule of ...irrationality? I'll do whatever doesn make sense? Today's front page of the site is hilarious to me: "The Center for the Advancement of Capitalism is dedicated to advancing individual rights and economic freedom throughout America. Browse our website for Center's articles and essays, opportunities for activism and more." but the story title for March 24: "CAC Blasts EU’s Microsoft Antitrust Decision". The EU isn't America... Check out the URL too... moraldefense.com. This is rich.
SciTech Daily Review - science, technology, future developments, innovations, implicationsLooks like good stuff on the science front. Yippee.
Thursday, May 06, 2004
Friday, March 05, 2004
The news search portal is a pretty neat one page repository of links of news sources... kind of like its name implies. Very cool. The presentation is wonderfully simple, too. Some RSS directories too. Good stuff.
Saturday, January 24, 2004
I received this in an email from a colleague. The convenience of the future beckons.
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Commander une Pizza ... en 2015
Standardiste : "Pizza Hut, bonjour ! Puis-je vous aider ?"
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oui un instant, voilà , c'est le 6102049998-45-54610."
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monsieur."
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trois reprises le mois dernier sur Internet monsieur. D'où ma suggestion."
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quatre enfants monsieur. Vous nous devez 49,99 $."
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ne soyez obligé de payer en liquide. Le solde de votre carte de crédit
excède votre limite."
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n'arrive."
Standardiste : "Ca ne fonctionnera pas non plus monsieur. Votre compte
bancaire est à découvert et aucun retrait ne vous est permis."
Client : "Ce n'est pas de vos affaires... Contentez-vous de m'envoyer les
pizzas, j'aurai l'argent en main. Combien de temps ça va prendre ?"
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vous dans environ 45 minutes. Si vous êtes pressé, vous pouvez venir les
chercher après être avoir retiré du liquide, mais transporter des pizzas en
moto est pour le moins acrobatique."
Client : "Comment diable pouvez-vous savoir que j'ai une moto ?"
Standardiste : "Je vois ici que vous n'avez pas honoré les échéances de
votre contrat de location automobile et votre voiture a été saisie. Mais
votre Harley Davidson, par contre, est complètement payée, donc j'ai
simplement présumé que vous l'utiliseriez."
Client : "Ta@#%... de Cal/$@... de Cibo&?#!"
Standardiste : "Je vous conseille de rester poli monsieur. Vous avez déjÃ
été condamné, en juillet 2006, pour outrage à agent."
Client : ...(Sans voix)
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gratuit avec les pizzas, conformément à votre pub."
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d'exclusion de notre publicité nous interdit de proposer des sodas gratuits
à des diabétiques..."
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Commander une Pizza ... en 2015
Standardiste : "Pizza Hut, bonjour ! Puis-je vous aider ?"
Client : "Bonjour, je voudrais passer une commande."
Standardiste : "Certainement, puis-je avoir votre NIDN, s.v.p. monsieur ?"
Client : "Mon Numéro d'Identification Nationale (National ID Number), ah
oui un instant, voilà , c'est le 6102049998-45-54610."
Standardiste : "Merci M. Leclerc, votre adresse est bien le 1742 rue
Bellerive, et votre numéro de téléphone au domicile le 494-2366, vous êtes
vendeur chez « Assurances Lincoln », votre numéro de téléphone au bureau est
le 745-2302 et votre numéro de téléphone cellulaire est le 266-2566 ? De
quel numéro appelez-vous ?"
Client : "Euh oui ... je suis à la maison. D'où sortez-vous toutes ces
informations ?"
Standardiste : "Nous sommes branchés directement sur le système central
monsieur."
Client : (Soupir) "Ah bon ! Je voudrais deux de vos pizzas spéciales à la
viande..."
Standardiste : "Je ne pense pas que ce soit une bonne idée monsieur..."
Client : "Comment ça !"
Standardiste : "Selon votre dossier médical, vous souffrez d'hypertension
chronique et votre niveau de cholestérol est anormalement élevé. Votre
assurance maladie vous interdit un choix aussi dangereux pour votre santé."
Client : "Aïe ! Qu'est-ce que vous me proposez alors ?"
Standardiste : "Vous pouvez essayer notre Pizza allégée au yaourt de soja et
à la luzerne. Je suis sûre que vous l'adorerez."
Client : "Qu'est-ce qui vous fait croire que je vais aimer cette pizza ?"
Standardiste : "Vous avez consulté les « Recettes gourmandes au soja » Ã
trois reprises le mois dernier sur Internet monsieur. D'où ma suggestion."
Client : "Bon d'accord... Donnez m'en deux, format familial. Combien je vous
dois ?"
Standardiste : "Ça devrait faire l'affaire pour vous, votre épouse et vos
quatre enfants monsieur. Vous nous devez 49,99 $."
Client : "Je vous donne mon numéro de carte de crédit..."
Standardiste : "Je suis désolée monsieur Leclerc, mais je crains que vous
ne soyez obligé de payer en liquide. Le solde de votre carte de crédit
excède votre limite."
Client : "J'irai chercher du liquide au distributeur avant que votre livreur
n'arrive."
Standardiste : "Ca ne fonctionnera pas non plus monsieur. Votre compte
bancaire est à découvert et aucun retrait ne vous est permis."
Client : "Ce n'est pas de vos affaires... Contentez-vous de m'envoyer les
pizzas, j'aurai l'argent en main. Combien de temps ça va prendre ?"
Standardiste : "Nous avons un peu de retard monsieur. Elles seront chez
vous dans environ 45 minutes. Si vous êtes pressé, vous pouvez venir les
chercher après être avoir retiré du liquide, mais transporter des pizzas en
moto est pour le moins acrobatique."
Client : "Comment diable pouvez-vous savoir que j'ai une moto ?"
Standardiste : "Je vois ici que vous n'avez pas honoré les échéances de
votre contrat de location automobile et votre voiture a été saisie. Mais
votre Harley Davidson, par contre, est complètement payée, donc j'ai
simplement présumé que vous l'utiliseriez."
Client : "Ta@#%... de Cal/$@... de Cibo&?#!"
Standardiste : "Je vous conseille de rester poli monsieur. Vous avez déjÃ
été condamné, en juillet 2006, pour outrage à agent."
Client : ...(Sans voix)
Standardiste : "Autre chose monsieur Leclerc ?"
Client : "Non, rien... Ah si, n'oubliez pas les deux litres de Cola
gratuit avec les pizzas, conformément à votre pub."
Standardiste : "Je suis désolée monsieur Leclerc, mais une clause
d'exclusion de notre publicité nous interdit de proposer des sodas gratuits
à des diabétiques..."
Tuesday, January 20, 2004
Must be Monday, I had trouble logging into this here thing.
The Internet will help democracy. Right.
The Internet is a technology, not a social motivator in and of itself. There are a lot of neat things that can be done. But, a few other factors must obtain first.
1) The application of the technology to political goals, be it achieving totalitarianism or libertarianism (or whatever) must have an effect where it matters. Otherwise, it's like preaching to the choir.
2) There needs to be a wide, popular acceptance of the technology. Otherwise no one's going to get the message, as if one were to mail manifestos on Beta format videotape.
3) People have to care. That refers to the multitudes beyond the (relatively few) committed activists. It's not about screaming and hollering at a summit meeting after everyone got the email to be there after morning granola. Radicalism scares people. Politics bores people. The Internet, by itself, isn't going to fix that.
4) If you want to use new means of communication to leverage the processes of democracy (e.g., writing to a representative), great. Bear in mind that if they don't care about what you have to say, they aren't going to listen, whether you write a letter, e-mail, phone, fax, telegraph, or send smoke signals.
Summary: "E" stuff ain't the solution. Whacking an "E" on the front of the word doesn't make the concept renewed, rethought, and evergreen. It just means that now there's an "E" on the front. Think about what you're trying to accomplish, think about and really understand the structures that you have to deal with (and not just from a rabid, ideological angle either). Then, assess the tools at your disposal, and strategize. That's, in my opinion, smarter than going gung-ho for "E".
That said, it's a rather interesting resource here:
Democracies Online Newswire - Announcements about E-Democracy, E-Government, Politics Online, and more
The Internet will help democracy. Right.
The Internet is a technology, not a social motivator in and of itself. There are a lot of neat things that can be done. But, a few other factors must obtain first.
1) The application of the technology to political goals, be it achieving totalitarianism or libertarianism (or whatever) must have an effect where it matters. Otherwise, it's like preaching to the choir.
2) There needs to be a wide, popular acceptance of the technology. Otherwise no one's going to get the message, as if one were to mail manifestos on Beta format videotape.
3) People have to care. That refers to the multitudes beyond the (relatively few) committed activists. It's not about screaming and hollering at a summit meeting after everyone got the email to be there after morning granola. Radicalism scares people. Politics bores people. The Internet, by itself, isn't going to fix that.
4) If you want to use new means of communication to leverage the processes of democracy (e.g., writing to a representative), great. Bear in mind that if they don't care about what you have to say, they aren't going to listen, whether you write a letter, e-mail, phone, fax, telegraph, or send smoke signals.
Summary: "E" stuff ain't the solution. Whacking an "E" on the front of the word doesn't make the concept renewed, rethought, and evergreen. It just means that now there's an "E" on the front. Think about what you're trying to accomplish, think about and really understand the structures that you have to deal with (and not just from a rabid, ideological angle either). Then, assess the tools at your disposal, and strategize. That's, in my opinion, smarter than going gung-ho for "E".
That said, it's a rather interesting resource here:
Democracies Online Newswire - Announcements about E-Democracy, E-Government, Politics Online, and more
Friday, January 16, 2004
If these signs are for you, you either (a) are severely lacking in common sense and situational awareness, or (b) are just about due for one of these calamities to get you out of our gene pool.
Stick Figure Warning Signs
Stick Figure Warning Signs
RSS news feeds are cool. Here is a whole bunch of 'em.2RSS.com :: RSS feeds,RSS directory,RSS software,RSS scripts,RSS articles,RSS syndication,XML,RDF,news ...
Another nifty looking sit that I haven't checked out all the way yet. Anyway, it's a bunch of panoramic pictures of day to day stuff in 'stralia. Peter Murphy's Panoramic VR Weblog
Saturday, January 10, 2004
Using Windows XP (TM, etc.)? Yeah, me too. It ain't all that bad. This site has lots of good info on it, all in one place. I don't know if the Elder Geek part refers to the person's age, or a self-description of perceived skill and wisdom. No matter, it looks pretty good.
The Elder Geek on Windows XP
The Elder Geek on Windows XP
Tuesday, January 06, 2004
Hey, something fun and somewhat educational. I haven't read the whole thing, but at a glance, it seems okay. Find out about the gods of the world. GODCHECKER : Your Guide To The Gods. Mythology with a twist!
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