This Week at the Library (20 April)

I wanted to share something that happened to me today, but it’s a longish story so I found some code for it to hide behind.

Reveal Your Secrets

Anyway! My library loot:

Last week I picked up:

  • Evolution: Society, Science, and the Universe, an anthology of essays by various authors, including Stephen Jay Gould, Jared Diamond, and Freeman Dyson. Evolution is used in its most broad change: change in systems over time. 
  • How to Read and Why, Harold Bloom. Haven’t gotten far into this yet, but its focus is on reading literature as a means of cultivating ourselves as people.

This week I added:

  • The Catholic Church and the Bible, Peter M.J. Stravinskas
  • The First Salute, Barbara W. Tuchman
  • The New English Bible: The Apocrypha, Cambridge University Press and Oxford University Press.
  • The Accidental Time Machine, Joe Haldeman

I’ve been trying to check out a Haldeman book for weeks now, but every time I go into the library I forget his name and wind up wandering the aisles muttering “Handler? DeHandle? Handleton?” and disturbing other patrons. I remembered him this week, though! Pity my library doesn’t have The Forever War.

You can expect a review of Isaac Asimov’s The Stars like Dust either tonight or tomorrow, and I’ll also be finishing Disaster 1906: The San Francisco Earthquake and Fire. The great quake struck on Wednesday, 18 April, so reading it this week seemed appropriate.

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Why Do Catholics Do That?

Why Do Catholics Do That? A Guide to the Teachings and Practices of the Catholic Church
© 1997 Kevin Orlin Johnson
304 pages

Continuing in my newfound curiosity about the oldest extant Christian organization, I accidentally read the book that inspired the man who created ‘Catholics What We Believe and Why‘ — the PalTalk chatroom that made me interested in gaining a little Latin rite literacy in the first place. His motivation is understandable: this is an excellent, thorough book. Johnson goes into great detail explaining the theological significant of elements like the Eucharist, but also reveals these element’s historic origins, like the Mass’s pomp and ritual being drawn from Roman courts.

Johnson’s  work is in four sections — Faith, Worship, Culture, and Custom. Between them they cover a great deal —  Catholic symbols, the calendar,  the difference between Latin and other rites,  the thinking behind church architecture,  the role of incense and prayers,  church law, the Cycle of Redemption, and more. In addition to the Church itself, Johnson also gives a short history of the Vatican City (complimentary, of course — no corrupt political popes here!) and writes about books which are not included in the Catholic canon as such, but which  still may add to a person’s understanding and appreciation of the Christian faith. One of these books is the story of St. Christopher, a giant who decided he wanted to serve the strongest king alive, and whose path to Christ took him into the desert where he found Satan marching around with his army and joined up.

My only caveat is Johnson’s light protectiveness of the Church. I say light because as far as I am concerned, the man is impressive in admitting that the Church has taken inspiration from human culture as well as ‘divinity’: Easter’s pagan roots are acknowledged by him freely. Still , as a child of the Church he leads the reader around some of the unpleasantness in Catholic history, like the utter corruptness of the papacy through much of medieval history.  Even so, I’d recommend this to anyone curious or interested in Catholicism. As far as I’m concerned, it’s first-rate.

If you’re wondering what the imprimateur mentioned on the cover is,  well — that’s answered in the book, too. (It means the bishop in question has read the book and found it worthy of examination.)

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The Heart and the Fist

The Heart and the Fist: The Education of a Humanitarian, the Making of a Navy SEAL
© 2011 Eric Greitens
320 pages

Heart and the Fist is a fascinating and inspirational account of an idealistic young student dedicating to serving humanity across the globe.  His activism began in his teen years, where he developed an approach  to aid work which involved strengthening people’s ability to help themselves. As a university student, Eric visited China, Rwanda, Chile, and other locations around the globe before deciding that sometimes the helpless need more than a hand offering assistance: they need a fist offering protection. Thus he joins the Navy SEALs,  one of the world’s most elite combat units, and serves in Iraq, Afghanistan, and other areas where the US army maintains an active presence.

The book’s subtitle does it justice, for it can be divided between the growth of Eric as a young man with a passion for service, and his training as a SEAL. His accounts of his entrance into the Navy and of the months of training that followed are more thorough than any other soldiers’ memoir’s I’ve ever read. What he endures is remarkable,  I think while studying at Oxford — Mr. Greitens is a Rhodes scholar as well as a Navy SEAL, doncha know — he must have read from the Stoics,  for Greitens is almost a model for the ‘Stoic warrior’. He teaches himself mental discipline, utter focus, to concentrate only on that which is in his power to control. This sees him through the worst the Navy can throw at him, including ‘Hell Week‘.  After he graduates as a SEAL, the book loses focus a bit — following him to four different areas of the world united by nothing but the fact that the US military is active there. Greitens is chosen for several of these assignments based on his past experience as a humanitarian and his effective leadership as an officer.

I truly enjoyed reading Greiten’s account, of seeing his approach to helping people and handling difficult situations. What will make the book stand for me is the character of Greitens himself:  he’s an ideal soldier, one who cares most about people and who is so self-disciplined that Navy regulations seem moot.  Even after  his term of service is up, Greitens goes to work setting up a foundation to help injured military personnel continue to give back to their communities, allowing them to continue to be of service — which is their desire.

The book recommends itself in many ways, and I think parents who want to help their adolescent kids find their way through life might find this book a helpful gift.

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Teaser Tuesday (19 April)

Teaser Tuesday!

I missed last week, so I’m going to cheat more than usual share an extra teasers this week, drawn from one of the quotations I’ve copied in my journal in recent months.

Oh,  Mother of God, she prayed, be with us now.  The screams sounded downstairs. Feet thumped on the stairs. Men’s voices shouted in a strange tongue. Be with us now and at the hour of our death for the English had come. 

p. 60, The Archer’s Tale. Bernard Cornwell

Sir Francis Bacon, who provided some of the ideas that Johnson put to use, famously gave the advice: ‘Read not to contradict and confute, nor to believe and take for granted, nor to find talk and discourse, but to weigh and consider.’ 

– p. 21, How to Read and Why, Harold Bloom

We humans can willfully strive to control our emotions. We can decide which objects and situations we allow in our environment and on which objects we lavish time on.

– p. 82, The Age of Absurdity, Michael Foley. (I read this back in January and have yet to review it. Oh, the shame!)
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Top Ten Rewind: Childhood Favorites

This week the Broke and the Bookish are revisiting topics they missed the first go-round.

1. The Henry Huggins/Beezus and Ramona series (Beverly Cleary)

These books were among the first I ever checked out at the library. I believe I began with Ribsy, the story of Henry’s dog getting lost and finding his way back home. As a kid I dearly wished I lived in Henry’s neighborhood, and some of my childhood adventures were in part an attempt to emulate him — in the building of a clubhouse, for instance.

2. The Boxcar Children Series, Gertrude Chandler Warner

I saw these first at a book fair at school and grew inexplicably excited about them.  The series follows the four Alden orphans and their dog, Watch. The orphans decided to run into the woods rather than live with their grandfather, whom they’d heard was “very cross”.  Eventually they learned that gramps was a swell guy and moved in with him, where they solved mystery after mystery.  I had an entire shelf lined with their books.

3. Back in Action,  Elvira Woodruff

Another bookfair prize: in this, a kid uses a powder to both bring his toys alive, and shrink himself down to their level where he has adventures with them. This appealed to me immensely because other than reading and wandering in the woods (like Calvin, only without a tiger companion) , most of my childhood was spent outside playing with toys, building forts and dungeons and such out of wood, cinder blocks, and other miscellaneous objects. (A wrapping paper tube was used as a slide to the Vehicle Pool, while big D batteries were explosives.)

4. Indian in the Cupboard Series,  Lynne Reid Banks

Similar to Back in Actions: if you’ve never had the pleasure, this series concerned a magical cupboard which could bring toys alive. These toys were not merely sentient pieces of plastic: they were real people, and through them Omri  explored the world of the past.  Sad as it sounds, this series is probably responsible for my childhood knowledge of the French and Indian War and the Algonquin Indians.

5. Goosebumps, R.L. Stine

My mom bought me “Let’s Get Invisible!” and it thrilled me. The books became an obsession of mine throughout childhood, to the point that my very conservatively religious parents were alarmed:  while Let’s Get Invisible seemed harmless, other covers sported mummies, ghosts, and vampires.  Goosebumps was a national craze for a while: my home library even hosted a “Goosebumps Fan Club” .

6. Bruce Coville’s sci-fi series



Strange as it seems, Aliens Ate My Homework! was probably my first introduction to science fiction. I hadn’t  encountered Star Trek before reading it, otherwise I would have been deeply amused at book three, The Search for Snout — in which a human boy assists a multiracial crew of peaceful aliens in finding their logical comrade, Snout…who is missing and was presumed dead. He’s something of a father-figure to the boy, who helped the aliens before in defeating a villain of some kind.

7. Redwall, Brian Jacques



It’s um..like a medieval fantasy story, only with woodland creatures instead of people. Redwall was the first ‘epic’ novel I ever read.

8. The Matthew Martin Series

This is more preteen than childhood, but Matthew Martin was the ultimate cool kid for me. I didn’t watch a lot of Saved by the Bell, but Matthew was sort of like Zach, only he could use computers. I can’t remember much of what Matt did, beyond fighting with girls and later flirting with them.

9. Wayside School, Louis Sachar



Welcome to wacky Wayside Elementary! The city wanted a one-story school  with thirty classrooms, but instead they got a thirty story school with one classroom per floor! One of the teachers is a witch, one of the students is possibly just an opossum wearing a lot of rain coats, the thirteen floor doesn’t exist (except for when it does), and if you happen to get a bunch of cows on the top floor, they won’t come back down. The book focuses on one classroom, filled with kooky characters.  The series is absurdism for children, and I’d buy used copies for myself if I ever thought of it.

There was also a math-related spinoff series (Sideways Arithmetic is the book I remember) which adult reviewers call “quite clever”, but which confused me utterly back in the day.

10. Great Illustrated Classic Series

Ah, the series which introduced me to so many books — The Call of the Wild, Black Beauty, The War of the Worlds,  Journey to the Center of the Earth, Robinson CarusoDr. Jekyll and Mister Hyde, Dracula,  and Around the World in Eighty Days are just a few I remember.  The books were abridged version of their real inspirations, possibly restyled in parts to be more readable to children growing up distracted by video games and television, and illustrated amply. For the past few years I’ve been revisiting some of the books I read in that series..

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Open Secrets

Star Trek Vanguard: Open Secrets
© 2009 Dayton Ward
448 pages

In Reap the Whirlwind, Vanguard commander Diego Reyes took some drastic steps to prevent the secret of Vanguard Station and the Taurus Reach from claiming more innocent lives — steps which have earned him the ire of both Starfleet and the Klingon Empire. While Starfleet is content to court-martial him for treason, the Klingons will settle for nothing less than Reyes’ head on a plate. (Which they would then…possibly eat?)  Tensions between the Federation and its rivals continues to mount, especially after Starfleet’s lead scientist on the Vanguard project vanishes inside a Klingon transporter beam. As the friction builds, a flotilla of Klingon cruisers approaches the station with weapons loaded for bear.

Open Secrets almost seems like a break in the action in the Vanguard series. While the science investigation continues, much of the book’s focus is on the decaying political situation, the trial of Commodore Reyes, and the slow recovery of Commander T’Pyrnn, who is trapped in her own mind on Vulcan.  Because Ward and Mack have built such strong, varied, and sympathetic characters in the last three books, the focus on their trials here — mostly separated from constant action — carries the novel well. Ward also works in more TOS references than preceding books: it opens and ends with references to a Star Trek episode.  Reyes is one of my favorite characters, so I read with interest. Worth reading for the characters, but this is probably the book most easily to summarize through a recap in following novels. It has one of my favorite pieces of covert art in the series, though.

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The Archer’s Tale

The Archer’s Tale (originally released as Harlequin)
374 pages
© 2001 Bernard Cornwell

In the first decade of the Hundred Years’ War, a French raiding party sacked a small coastal town in England, called “Hookton”.  Ordinarily the destruction of this village would be of little note to anyone, but one of its inhabitants — who, with a bow, shot fear into the hearts of the raiders — wants revenge.A sacred relic — the Lance of Saint George, Patron Saint of England — was stolen from Hookton’s church,  and he has been tasked with restoring it to England.  Thomas’ path takes him to France, where the army of Edward III — King of England, and, if all goes well, King of France — is busy ravaging the countryside in brutal raids called chevauchée. Thomas takes to war happily, but his temper threatens to make him an outcast, making recovery of the relic a necessary act of penance. As he looks for the man who stole the Lance,  Thomas discovers his family’s complicated history and is tasked with nothing less than saving all of Christendom by finding the Holy Grail.

The Archer’s Tale is the beginning of Bernard Cornwell’s Grail Quest trilogy. Its conclusion enthralled me last year when I inadvertently read the capstone book (Heretic) out of order, and the medieval setting left me yearning for more. I launched into the Saxon Stories series, which has solidified my interest in Cornwell. The Archer’s Tale does not disappoint, introducing me to the three principle characters of this trilogy while sending young Thomas through some of the early battles of the Hundred Years War — culminating with the Battle of Crécy, in which the French attempt to capture the Prince of Wales.  As usual, characterization is strong –Cornwell introduces two strong female characters to toy with Thomas’ emotions, and his relationship with one of the villains makes for fascinating reading. Cornwell also shows off his skill with saturating just a few sentences with drama, especially when he’s  about to lead the reader into battle.  I’m looking forward to ‘completing’ this trilogy by reading the second book, though I note with concern I am starting to exhaust my library’s complement of Cornwell novels.  I’d like very much to read the Warlord Chronicles, but someone appears to have stolen them from my library’s shelves.

Related:

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Echo Park

Echo Park
© 2006 Michael Connelly
405 pages

Listen to the first chapter being portrayed in film here. 

Harry Bosch may not be the most charismatic, popular, or politically savvy detective in the Los Angeles Police Department, but he takes every case seriously and keeps pursuing leads until he gets his man.  For thirteen years, the case of Marie Gesto has bothered him:  the young woman disappared more than a decade ago, and neither Bosch nor his partner were able to find any suspects. For over a decade, Marie has haunted Bosch, but now her case may be on the path to resolution. A squad of police detectives working on a burgular case chanced to catch a serial killer at work, and in exchange for commuting his death sentence to life in prison, the man — Raynard Waits — has volunteered to confess to thirteen murders, including Gesto’s.  Solving thirteen cases in one fell swoop would be a godsend to several police officials hoping to prosper in the upcoming elections, but they can’t be sure the man is legitimate. Given his history with the case, Bosch is asked to confirm the man’s story.

Like every other Bosch novel I’ve read, Echo Park sees Bosch following his gut and running afoul of police politics while dating an FBI agent who happens to be helping him. This time the odds are higher: if the confessor’s story is legitimate, then Bosch and his partner missed a vital clue thirteen years ago, and the weight of the killer’s resulting murders now sits upon their shoulders. Bosch doesn’t give a damn about the political ramifications, but the thought that negligence on his part contributed to the death of twelve more young women agonizes his conscience.  That aside, something about the killer doesn’t sit right with him — and as he digs deeper, he realizes there’s more afoot here than a killer pleading for leniency.  Echo Park is as much a story of politics and conspiracy as it is a murder whodunit.

As usual, Connelly’s setting of Los Angeles is alive, and the neighborhood in question really exists. Its greatest strength — besides a villain who takes his inspiration from medieval legends — is the conflict within Bosch as he struggles with the idea that he screwed up.  Police detectives on television and in books are often portrayed as following their instincts before evidence, and usually being proven right, and the possible shakeup intrigued me. Would Connelly make Bosch face the consequences of misplaced judgment….or would he keep to the standard approach and see the detective triumph in the end?

I’d call it a ‘fairly good story’. I’m lending my copy of the book to my sister to see how she’ll take to Connelly and Bosch.

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What Catholics Really Believe

What Catholics Really Believe: 52 Answers to Common Misconceptions about the Catholic Faith
© 1992 Karl Keating
155 pages

Last week a friend of mine introduced me to the chat client PalTalk, and since then we’ve been spending our evenings together, usually participating in or listening to conversations about religion and philosophy. We’re both especially fond of a room called “Catholics What We Believe and Why” because of the genial host, and my experience in there has proven to be elucidating — though it also makes it plain to me how shallow my understanding of Catholicism: I know only what I have gleaned from the study of European history.

Unfortunately, that limited understanding has not been much remedied by this book, in part because it is written by a Catholic to Catholics: Keating doesn’t explain the tenants of Catholicism to outsiders, and his answers to many questions seem to be written more to assure or calm concerned Catholics who are having their doubts than to satisfy the serious student. Though Keating is regarded well by Catholics (at least those I’ve asked), his answers to more meaty questions (regarding the inerrancy of the Bible, for instance) were frustratingly simplistic — like applying a band-aid to a bullet wound. When commenting on contradictions within the Gospels, for instance, he chooses an example that can be easily reconciled with a little imagination and expects the reader to be content that this example speaks for the rest.  Fixing a single pot-hole doesn’t repair the rest of the street, to say nothing of the broken bridge.  Perhaps all of the contradictions can be resolved with sufficiently creative imaginations, but convoluted what-if scenarios are unnecessary, unhelpful, and unconvincing to outsiders. Keating encourages Catholics worried about the integrity of the Bible to view it through Catholic eyes, to assume it is inerrant…and then all will be well. You only see contradictions if you’re LOOKING for them, he says. I have no idea how someone can write that so un-selfconsciously. Again, it speaks to consoling readers rather than fundamentally resolving the issue.

Though Keating’s work has the benefit of being conversationally easy to read, what information I learned from it I could have gleaned from another book just as well — and perhaps from an author with a more respectable approach.

Related:

  • The Jewish Primer: Questions and Answers on Jewish Faith and Culture, Rabbi Dr. Shumuel Himelstein  
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Teaser Tuesday (5 April)

Once again, it’s Tuesday Teaser…time..
..or it will be at some point.

As he walked down the hallway, I remember watching with anthropologist-like fascination and thinking, This is interesting, watching these college kids get indoctrinated in the U.S. military; you can see that they’re afraid. I wonder if the drill instructors practice this, the walking-down-the-hallway moment. I wonder what’s going to happen next.  Staff Sergeant Lewis grabbed me by the green collar of my fatigues, walked me back three steps, pressed me against the wall, and yelled, “Join the rest of this sorry group!”
I realized then that I was actually in the Navy.

The Heart and the Fist: The Education of a Humanitarian, the Making of a Navy SEAL. Eric Greitens.

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