Teaser Tuesday (7 September)

Lo! A traveler from a distant land! I pray thee, sir, willst ye sit down and tarry with me a while? I shall regal you with  tales from mine own adventures in reading…
…no? Have at you, sir!

He watched Chris jolt down the field, precariously hanging in the saddle. And he watched Sir Guy charging toward him, in perfect control, body leaning forward, lance couched in the crook of his arm.

Well,  Marek thought, there was at least a chance that Chris would survive.

(p. 229, Timeline: Michael Crichton)
And…bonus! Here’s another!

 Deanna Troi screamed in horror as Dr. Ree sank his fangs into her chest just below her left breast, and Ree felt absolutely terrible about it, because he was only trying to help.

(p. 9, Lost Souls. David Mack.)

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Empire

Empire: the Novel of Imperial Rome
© 2010 Steven Saylor
589 pages

Last summer — strangely enough about a year ago last week —  I had the pleasure of reading Roma: the Novel of Ancient Rome. The novel was a thousand-year epic, following one family through many generations in eleven stories. Saylor’s rendering was impressive, so much so that I preordered its sequel as soon as I had the opportunity. I rarely preorder books: I have done so on only one prior occasion.

Empire is far less ambitious in scope than Roma, covering just over one hundred years. Saylor employs the same approach as in Roma, focusing on the same family (the Pindarii) and grounding the reader with an amulet that is passed from heir to heir. In Roma, the amulet transformed through its thousand-year history from a lump of metal purported to contain the essence of a god into a winged phallus (representing said god, Fascinus), into a decayed shape roughly similar to that of a cross — appropriate, given that Roma ended in the first year “anno domini”.

Although said designation was created during the medieval era, that year did start a new era in Roman history, for after the decline of the Republic and the establishment of an increasingly autocratic Empire, the only voice in Roman politics that mattered was the voice of the Emperor, who is hailed in the books as “Dominus”. Empire  is a story told in four parts: two stories lengthy enough to count as novellas, bookended by two shorter stories.  The first begins in the last months of Augustus, while the novel ends with the appointment of Antonius Pius.* The intervening emperors — especially Caligula, Nero,and Domitian — drive the book. Their ambitions, whims,  and favor — or disfavor — force the Pindarii to think on their feet time and again. The Pindarii are patricians, once disgraced but restored to dignity when a family friend dons the purple and gold. They remain within strangling distance of the Emperors for most of the book, which is good for the reader but somewhat unhappy for them.

Although less ambitious, Empire does not disappoint: the drama here dwarfs that of his Roma sub Rosa series: on more than one occasion I bolted to my feet surprised by a plot twist. His Pindarii are far more sympathetic in Empire than in Roma, which may force the reader to be more anxious about how they might survive the Year of Four Emperors, the madness of Caligula, the Great Fire, the eruption of Vesuvius,  and the Emperors’ increasing power. Historical persons appear throughout the novel beyond the emperors:  Seneca, Epictetus,  and Seutonious are three that caught my attention, but as in Roma Saylor introduced me to more that I had never heard of, like Apollonius of Tyana. The city itself is a background character, continually changing with the ambitions and tastes of the men who rule it. In some ways, Empire is even superior to Roma: Saylor’s authorial voice is much less intrusive, as he allows his characters to handle exposition.

A recommendation, of course, to those interested. I’m still more impressed by Roma’s scope, but Empire was a pleasure.

The heirs:

  • Lucius: the Lightening Reader.  When the Emperor’s nephew Claudius is summoned to performed an augury for Augustus, he brings his friend and fellow augur Lucius Pindarius to assist him. The result ensnares the Pindarii family in imperial attention,  linking their fates with imperial intrigue.
  • Titus and Kaeso: the Twins:  Lucius’ twin boys come to age in the beginnings of Nero’s reign, and the two are torn apart by their opposing loyalties to Caesar and Christ: one of the two develops a fondness for Jewish mystics while in Alexandria and is lured into a strange new cult obsessed with the Apocalypse.  
  • Lucius the Seeker:  Lucius, unlike his father and grandfather, has no interest in either augury or family. Living off of the family fortune, he prefers to spend his days shooting the breeze with Epictetus, a Sophist philosopher, a poet, and a member of the Imperial court. 
  • Marcus the Sculptor:  Young Marcus is the favorite architect of Emperor Hadrian, who is obsessed with leaving vast monuments and building projects to posterity.

Related:

  • Roma, Steven Saylor
  • The Sons of Caesar, which follows the evolution of the Roman empire from Julius Caesar’s ascent to the fall of Nero.
  • Pompeii, Robert Harris.  (Novel.)

* Narrowly missing Marcus Aurelius, though I was delighted to see him at all: he appears as a youth, brought to court by Hadrian, who was intent on grooming him as heir.

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Our Oriental Heritage

The Story of Civilization: Our Oriental Heritage
© 1935 Will Durant
1048 pages

“Civilization is social order promoting cultural creation.”  (Opening sentence.)

Our Oriental Heritage is the introductory volume of a greater work, an eleven-book set covering prehistory to the last days of Napoleon. Judging from the preface, Durant initially planned to write The Story of Civilization as a five-volume set that went beyond Napoleon, even approaching the 20th century. This first volume begins in prehistory, Durant spending time to comment on the evolution of civilization’s economic, political, moral, and mental elements before beginning his trek proper with Sumeria. Egypt, Babylon, Assyria, Judea, Persia, India, China, and finally Japan follow. Although the majority of his subject nations have passed away into extinction, the latter three civilizations are still extant, and Durant follows their story up to the ‘present day’.

Our Oriental Heritage is epic history: not only is the timeframe at hand vast, but Durant’s approach is to tackle politics, religion, science, art, drama, and artisanry all together, giving his story depth as well as breadth. Despite the abundance of information, his presentation is never confusing. Sections are clearly delineated, and I enjoyed Durant’s writing style: he’s approachable, but dramatic, often waxing on eloquently about a particular poet, ruler, or philosophy. There’s also occasional humor —  dry, of course, as historian humor tends to be.

Throughout Durant’s work, civilizations rise and fall like waves crashing on a beachhead: they are born, he says, in stoicism, and perish in epicureanism. Those words are used chronically throughout the book, fading only in the last two general portions. I don’t rightly understand that characteristic of his writing. While the misuse of epicureanism is understandable (being common, and objectionable only to people familiar with Epicures) as referring to powerful, rich states that grow sedentary in their success, slowly rotting inside before falling to a more youthful power,  ‘stoicism’ always seemed out of place. He used it most often to refer to newfound religions or philosophical approaches that were puritanically moralistic.

Durant’s place in all this seems a bit odd: while he approves of progress and prosperity, they reach their height during these epicurean periods which involve a worship of the intellect and the decline of emotionally-charged elements of civilization, particularly religion. He habitually mourns this decay, thinking of religion as a means by which people put their persistent tendency to believe in the supernatural to use — strengthening individual characters, offering consolation to the suffering, and strengthening society and social order. Thus he tacitly approves of the vibrant religion of those who finish the decadent civilizations off and establish their own, all the while sadly recounting the horrors that the conquerors visit upon the vanquished. (Hinduism is the only religion in his book that doesn’t attack the beliefs or artifacts of other civilizations, apparently because it co-copts them. Buddhism doesn’t die in India: Hinduism simply absorbs it.)

As I cannot comment intelligently on much of the content (being wholly ignorant of some of his subjects, particularly early India and China), I can only say that I enjoyed reading the work, quirks included, and that I think my understanding of part of the human story improved for having read it. The book’s age is somewhat problematic for the reader looking for a work like this: in Durant’s world, the “present day” is the early 1930s — and much has changed since then. Hitler has been the chancellor of Germany for two years and is swiftly turning it into a totalitarian nightmare;  Great Britain is the master of India, and Imperial Japan has annexed both Korea and a northern province of China, operating it as the puppet-state Manchukwo. Durant speculates on whether Japan and the United States will fight over their competing economic interests in the Pacific: he thinks they will, in all likelihood,  for economic competition has driven war throughout human history. Although old scholarship isn’t necessarily bad scholarship, in the nearly eighty years since this book first saw publication, archaeological discoveries or linguistic breakthroughs might have added context that makes Durant’s summaries inaccurate. An inconsequential example of this is Piltdown Man, which Durant references in tracking prehistorical hominids across Eurasia: Piltdown Man is a hoax, one not exposed until the 1950s.

There are undoubtedly other books and series written in the subject of ancient history or general surveys,  probably some written within the last decade with up-to-date scholarship. Are there better books in this subject? That I can’t answer, not having read any series to recommend this book over. As said before, I did enjoy the book and do think myself edified for having read it. Durant’s distinguishing characteristic, I imagine, is his decision to give a history that does not discount one thread of human life for another — instead, he pursues economics, politics, religion, philosophy, drama, literature, and the like all with equal diligence. That approach is why I decided to start reading the series, it is why I will continue in it, and it is why I think the book worth your investigation if the subject is of interest to you.

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The Spanish-American War

The Spanish-American War
© 1991 Albert Marrin
182 pages

While still a sophomore in high school, I spotted a book titled The Airman’s War in my school library and checked it out. It become a favorite, one of the first history books I ever purchased, and I have enjoyed both Marrin and early aircraft ever since. Recently he came to mind and I checked my local public library to see if they offered anything by him: they did, and this particular book gave me an opportunity to read Marrin again and refresh and strengthen what little I know of the war against Spain.

Marrin’s story begins on the night of 15 February, 1898, when an explosion sank the USS Maine, anchored outside Havana. This incident, more likely an accident than a Spanish attack, was the seed out of which newspapermen like William Randolph Hearst manufactured a war — using his power to inflame the populace and assault any politician who did not bellow for war. From there matters deteriorate, resulting in the American occupation of Cuba, the Philippines changing hands, and a lengthy, costly war against Philippine insurgents who — surprise! — were not impressed by their former ally’s interest in the Philippines as a de facto colony.

The Spanish-American War, like most of Marrins’ works, is written in a personal style. Stories focusing on the horrors of war and perils of soldiers are set inside a colorful narrative with generous background information that succeeds in not only making the war understandable, but in demonstrating the deforming nature of war upon individuals and society. This is especially evident in the chapter on the Philippine  War, where former allies begin indulging in ritual humiliation and torture of the other side, poisoned by lust and violence. Although never shying away from the horrors of war, Marrin tends to err on the side of patriotism — informing readers that President McKinley opted to annex the Philippines not because he wanted to, but because he feared on their own the Philippines would fall to the British, Germans, or Japanese. (It seems to me that a garrison of troops and a naval base would have established American presence well enough, and the Philippine leader was so favorably disposed to the Americans that he offered ports and areas for bases.) Marrin’s account of the rise of the Anti-Imperialist League also isn’t exactly friendly: he seemed to stop just shy of giving the League a piece of his mind.

In all, a good read: I’d recommend it to those who think their knowledge of the wars deficient. Marrin’s style lends his books well toward readers who are completely new to the subject.

Related:

  • Weapons of Satire, a collection of writings by Mark Twain written against the annexation of the Philippines and the American war against Filipinos fighting for independence.  
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Lost Souls


Star Trek Destiny: Lost Souls

© 2008 David Mack
453 pages
As far as cliffhangers go, I don’t think I’ve ever encountered one as dramatic as the final pages of Mere Mortals,  the second in the Destiny trilogy, but Lost Souls’ conclusion exceeds it in intensity. It is easily the most emotionally provocative Trek book I’ve ever read. Lost Souls begins in the horror of a general Borg invasion of the Alpha Quadrant: the Allied fleet is literally smashed to pieces, powerless against the Borg armada — seven thousand ships strong.
Captains Picard, Dax, Hernandez, and Riker were spared from the opening moments of invasion by their own missions and perils, but regroup at the eye of the hurricane: while the Borg armada deploys in all sectors of the quadrant, attacking the Allies’ worlds simultaneously, their three ships make repairs and contemplate the apocalypse. While fleets throughout the quadrant charge at the Borg fleets with a courage born of desperation,  the four captains contemplate what, if anything, can be done. They only have hours, a few days at most before every Allied planet in the Alpha quadrant have been destroyed — but there remain still a few straws to grasp at.
The action unfolds quickly here, throughout a half-day. Although Mack’s emphasis is on the struggles and actions of the four captains and their respective crews, he frequently cuts to Klingon commanders fighting holding actions  and the Federation president, who can only watch the ominous black fleets devour her worlds and advance steadily toward Andoria, Betazed, Vulcan, and Earth. Mack also takes breaks from the action to follow a group of temporal refugees, the MACOs (space Marines) from Captain Hernandez’ ship, whose mutinous actions nearly destroyed the Caeliar. The squad is trapped seven thousand years in the past on a bitterly cold planet, facing death with a few members of the Caeilar who were flung into time with them. At first I thought the diversion odd, but they play a most important part in the momentous finale.
The finale is…epic, and turns an already successful story into a staggeringly well-done work. Horror is transformed into a joy and a nightmare scenario into a conclusion that is truly in the spirit of Star Trek’s highest aspirations.  Lost Souls is a stunning finale, well-worthy of being read not only by Trek lit fans, but by anyone who has watched The Next Generation or Voyager enough to become interested in the Borg. I highly recommend Destiny
On the cover: Johnathan Frakes as Captain William Riker and (I assume) Ada Maris as Captain Erica Hernandez. 
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This Week at the Library (25 August – 1 September)

This week at the library…

  • The Birth of the United States by Isaac Asimov is second in his American history series, picking up from the end of the Seven Years’ War and following the story of the thirteen colonies through rebellion, independence, nation-making,  and the War of 1812.  Asimov is as ever interesting, and I appreciated his approach in presenting the  motives of the British, varied American states, the French, and other powers fairly. Villainizing or lionizing powers would have been easy. 
  • Mere Mortals is second in David Mack’s “Destiny” trilogy, which brings the various current threads of Treklit together in an epic battle against the Borg. The book ended with a cliffhanger, although that isn’t nearly dramatic enough  to describe the last few pages. I’ll be reading the third and final book, jumping into the abyss and hoping something remains to break my fall. 
  • Disease Fighters Since 1950 is a collection of biographical essays concerning medical researchers , although it focuses more on the people rather than the subject at hand. Although shelved in the adult section of my library, I think it was aimed more for younger readers.
  • The Life and Times of Horatio Hornblower, a fictional bigraphy. The bulk of the book consists of concise summaries of Hornblower’s career, with letters providing background information and making the book seem like the biography of a real person. Parkinson does fill the gaps of Hornblower’s life that Forester’s novels don’t cover, so Hornblower fans would probably enjoy reading it. 

Selected Quotations:
“When a simple-minded man abused him, Buddha listened in silence; but when the man had finished, Buddha asked him: ‘Son, if a man declined to accept a present made to him, to whom would it belong?’ The man answered: ‘To him who offered it.’ ‘My son,’ said Buddha, ‘I decline to accept your abuse, and request you to keep it for yourself.’ (429, Our Oriental Heritage)

“It is in the nature of governments to degenerate; for power, as Shelly said, poisons every hand that touches it.” (463)

“‘The superiority of man,; said Akbar, ‘rests on the jewel of reason.’ (469)

“The secret of polytheism is the inability of the […] mind to think in impersonal terms; it can understand persons more readily than forces, wills more easily than laws.” (510)

Potentials for Next Week:

  • Our Oriental Heritage, Will Durant. I’ve been making good progress reading this, and should be done by next week. Currently I’m in the middle of a chapter on the history of Indian medicine.
  • Star Trek Destiny: Lost Souls, David Mack.
  • Master and Commander, Patrick O’Brian.  Durant’s kept me awfully busy.
  • Empire: the Novel of Imperial Rome, Steven Saylor. Guess what *I* received in the mail this morning, having preordered months ago? 
  • The Spanish-American War,  Albert Marrin. Marrin was my favorite author of history back in high school: his The Airman’s War hooked me on airplanes. I thought of him recently and decided to see if my library had anything by him. 
  • ridiculous/hilarious/terrible/cool : a year in an American high school, Elisha Cooper. This distracted me while enroute to the humor section. 
  • Timeline, Michael Crichton. 

I did say “potential”.

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The Life and Times of Horatio Hornblower

The Life and Times of Horatio Hornblower
© 1970 C. Northcote Parkinson
304 pages

Last week I finished C.S. Forester’s series of sea stories following the adventures of Horatio Hornblower, a navy man who rose to prominence during the Napoleonic Wars. I began the series in the spring, and early in the summer a fellow student — also a Hornblower reader — brought this book to my attention. The idea of a Hornblower biography amused me immediately, although I doubt I would have heard of it had she not asked me about it. (I had to send for the book through England.)

Parkinson’s account begins by expressing his gratitude to Forester for having brought the life of Hornblower to the attention of the British public, as well a his sorrow that Forester died before completing his fiction series based on the life of Hornblower. This biography, drawing from Forester’s sources as well as from newly-discovered boxes of letters and other correspondence that Forester did not have access to, aims to complete the story of Hornblower and fill in the gaps that Forester left for one reason or another. It is a tribute to both Forester and Hornblower.

Portrait of Sir Horatio Hornblower, K.B., painted by Sir William Beechey, R.A. in 1811 and now in the possession of the present Viscount Hornblower.“‘ From the inside cover.

The chapters are separated by rank, which coincides nicely with the books, particularly the omnibus collections. When Parkinson’s text overlaps with Forester’s novels, the result tends toward concise summaries supplemented by maps and letters written by or about Hornblower. There are also image plates: a portrait of Hornblower, the title page of a book he owned in childhood with his signature, that sort of thing. Parkinson doesn’t give Hornblower many new adventures in his twenty years at sea: I assume he’s somewhat constricted by Forester’s timeline. Beyond background information, there is new material here both in the chapter on Hornblower’s early life and the chapters which focus on his later years following the final defeat of Napoleon. Hornblower takes an interest in steam-driven vessels and helps establish a commercial shipping firm whose fleet is wholly steam-based.  Appendices include information on Hornblower’s descendants (his progeny were at Dunkirk and D-Day) and a letter written by Hornblower in regards to the Renoun affair, in which he was nearly branded a mutineer when the mentally unfit Captain Sawyer mysteriously fell down into the hold prior to the ship’s encounter with a Spanish fort. (Parkinson’s account of the events is considerably less dramatic than Forester’s:  Hornblower and his fellow lieutenants are court-martialed for mutiny and attempted murder of a Royal officer in Forester’s stories, whereas in Parkinson’s “real” account, only the first lieutenant was placed on trial — and not for attempted murder, either, but for presuming command when Sawyer was only insane and not yet dead.)

The intended audience is limited from the start — consisting wholly of Hornblower readers, I imagine — and it is they who will enjoy this. While it isn’t a must-read for Hornblower fans, it will probably be enjoyable to those who enjoyed Forester’s stories of his life at sea.

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Teaser Tuesday (31 August)

Teaser Tuesdays are…epic! And oversized, but their subject warrants it. From ShouldBeReading, as ever.

How small they appear from the long road that approaches them; did we come so far to see so little? But then they grow larger, as if they were being lifted up into the air; round a turn in the road we surprise the edge of the desert; and there suddenly the Pyramids confront us, bare and solitary in  the stand, gigantic and morose against an Italian sky.[…] We stand where Caesar and Napoleon stood, and remember that fifty centuries look down upon us; where the Father of History came four hundred years before Caesar, and heard the tales that were to startle Pericles. A new perspective of time comes to us; two millenniums seem to fall out of the picture, and Caesar, Herodotus, and ourselves appear for a moment contemporary and modern before these tombs that were more ancient to them than the Greeks are to us. 

p. 139, Our Oriental Heritage. From Will Durant’s opening tome in his Story of Civilization series.

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Disease Fighters Since 1950

Disease Fighters since 1950
© 1996 Ray Spangenburg and Diane Kit Moser
164 pages

Spotting this excited me, as Spangenburg and Moser’s history of science series (On the Feet of Giants and its expanded and revised successor) were delights for me in the past two summers. Disease Fighters is less a history of medical science and more a collection of interrelated biographies in science. The authors frequently tell what the scientist in question discovered, but never explain what that something is. There’s not a lot of science here, and the only audience I imagine it being useful to are children and teenagers who  are curious about careers in the medical field. Possibly they might be inspired by these stories of people who put their minds to work for the benefit of all humanity.

Related:
Medical Firsts, Robert Adler
The Greatest Benefit to Mankind, Roy Porter

These are both titles in medical history.  Porter’s is grander in scale.

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Booking through Thursday: Giving

Booking through Thursday asksIf you’re not enjoying a book, will you stop mid-way? Or do you push through to the end? What makes you decide to stop?

It’s rare that I find a book I don’t enjoy, because I tend to rifle through books before I leave the library with them. I examine them to ensure that the author’s style is readable. There are occasions in which a book fails to ‘grab’ me, at which point I simply switch to another book: I’m constantly reading, and don’t want to stopped. I’ll return to the book every few days to see if it clicks, but if not it’ll find its way back to the library.  Unfinished books are like challenges to my honor, though: I will seek satisfaction, provided I didn’t quit out of disgust. It took me three tries scattered across two years to read The Selfish Gene, for instance, but after I did a little background reading in biology I made it through. (My hurdle was the section of the book that focused on chromosomal crossover.)

There are times in which I make myself work through a book: maybe it’s mandatory reading for school, or because I am determined to learn about the subject, read something from the author, or finish the book because it has a reputation. Most of my school texts have been interesting, though it takes force of will to make it through articles by Max Weber. Sometimes books are hard to get into, but with a little perseverence I can crack its shell and start making progress.

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