Under and Alone

Under and Alone: the True Story of the Undercover Agent Who Infiltrated America’s Most Violent Outlaw Motorcycle Gang
© 2005 William Queen
288 pages

This fall, I unexpectedly became a fan of  Sons of Anarchy, a criminal drama with a plot reminiscent of Hamlet and set in the world of outlaw motorcycle gangs. This piqued my interest in said gangs, leading me Wikipedia and eventually this book.  Author William Queen is an agent working for the Bureau of Arms, Tobacco, and Firearms (ATF),  who is asked by his superiors if he is interested in infiltrating the notoriously violent Mongols motorcycle club. Queen’s lifelong interest in motorcycles and experience infiltrating right-wing organizations under the guise of “Billy St. John” have prepared him in part, but the resulting two-and-a-half-year operation takes its toll on the agent,  sharply evident in his account.

Perhaps the most important distinction between outlaw motorcycle gangs and other organized criminal groups, in Queen’s eyes, is that while groups like the Mafia primarily engage in criminal activities for profit and seek legitimacy, motor gangs engage in these activities only to finance a life lived beyond the rules. The violence that is the Mafia’s tool is their chief pleasure: they delight in being viewed as a scourge, taking pride in defying societal expectations. One of the more striking anecdotes Queen related concerned an annual run by the Mongols, during which they drove in a stream of over a hundred, ignoring speed limits, road signs, and police officers: the Mongols are a gang of men prone to violence, armed altogether too well, and possessing little fear of retribution. Queen inserts himself into this dangerous world, navigating it for over two years by instinct and good fortune, for there are many edgy moments. Drugs and violence are the gang’s favorite pastimes, and Queen must pretend to participate in “the life” fully while not actually breaking any serious laws.
 
While Queen advances in the club — first simply hanging around with Mongol members, then serving as a prospect and eventually earning his “patch” , he is increasing isolated from his own world.  Meeting the MC’s demands takes away his nights and weekends, and the physical appearance of his outlaw persona offends all the “normal” people he might otherwise interact with amicably — his children’s teachers, for instance, or passersby in the grocery story. Over the course of the two years, he regards many of the men as friends. This is perhaps encouraged by is increasing isolation from his work peers, and perhaps the book’s most poignant moment comes near the end of Queen’s assignment: when the woman who raised him like a mother dies, Queen is met with cold silence by his fellow DEA agents, but with hugs, support, and sympathy from the outlaws. His convictions as a lawman conflict with his increasing tendency to see the bikers as his friends.

Under and Alone is a particularly effective book, serving to both explore the world of outlaw motorcycle gangs and the effect living in had on Queen. It’s a certain recommendation to those who find motorcycle gangs interesting to any extent.

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Lamb

Lamb: the Gospel According to Biff, Christ’s Childhood Pal
© 2002 Christopher Moore
408 pages

“What?” [Joshua] said. “What? What? What?”

“Master, you’re walking on the water,” said Peter.

“I just ate,” Joshua said. “You can’t go into the water for an hour after you eat. You could get a cramp.What, none of you guys have mothers?”  – 357

As soon as I heard of Lamb‘s premise, I knew that I wanted to read it, and so I was indeed pleased to learn that my local library held a copy for me. Levi, Jesus of Nazareth’s lifelong best friend, has been called forth from the grave to render an account of Jesus’ life for the edification (and entertainment) of humanity. Cloistered in a hotel room and guarded by a not-too-bright ex-Angel of Death with a weakness for soap operas, Levi — or as he prefers to be called, “Biff” — tells us of how he and his friend Joshua — rendered from Yeshua — met, grew up together, and pursued his divine destiny.

Although the book begins with childhood, their journey together starts on the eve of their 13th birthdays, when the angel appears and tells Joshua that he must seek out his divinity. Joshua and Biff seek out the wisest rabbi they know, only to be turned away by the curmudgeon* and directed to seek out the three wisemen who visited him at his birth. Although their journey begins in the small town of Nazareth, it will take them to Kabul to learn alchemy, to a remote Buddhist monastery in the mountains of China , and to the coast of India before Josh is ready to return home and take up the mantle of Messiah. Although the book’s reputation for humor initially drew me to it  — and one well deserved, for this is one of the funniest books I’ve read in over a year — I was quickly drawn in by the story of Joshua’s and Biff’s maturation as characters.  Joshua matures here more believably than he did in Norman Mailer’s The Gospel According to the Son or in Deepak Chopra’s Jesus, which is somewhat strange given that this book is primarily humor.

Part of the humor comes from Moore treating Biff and Joshua as ordinary young boys and teenagers, who are apt to do, say, and think things that adults find entertaining.  Given that Jesus is such as Serious Historical Figure, it’s humorous to see him acting like a real person with idiosyncrasies. Moore also inserts gobs of in-jokes for his readers — Mary summoning Joshua by having her image appear on the walls of buildings, for instance, or giving us an explanation for the Easter bunny (namely, Joshua getting a bit tipsy and declaring that whenever something really bad happens to him, bunnies should be around to make it better). Moore also has a strong penchant for absurd and surreal humor in the vein of Monty Python and sometimes offers reinterpretations of biblical events. In the “walking on water” miracle, for instance, Peter traditionally has the faith to join Jesus on the water — when he loses that faith for a second, he begins sliding underneath the ocean. In Lamb, Joshua invites Peter out on the ocean only to play a practical joke on him.

This is a very strong book, I think — easily accessible to nonbelievers, while not insulting to believers, unless they object to Joshua acting in human ways, including trying to figure out the mechanics of sex and shooting his mouth off. Although the book is intended as a humorous take on Jesus’ life, the story is compelling by itself: midway into the book, I was completely engrossed in it and its lead characters — Joshua, Biff, Maggie (Mary Magdalene) and even a few of the supporting characters like the Roman centurion who befriends the leads as children. Further, this is a book I’d like to own myself, just so I could re-read in the future and lend it to friends. If you like to laugh — give this a try.

What is your name, Demon?” Joshua asked.

“What would you like it to be?” said the demon.

“You know, I’ve always been partial to the name Harvey,” Joshua said.

Well, isn’t that a coincidence? My name just happens to be Harvey.” – 319

* Rabbi Hillel, who grumpily informs them that all they need to know about the Torah is to love thy neighbor as thyself.

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Asimov Laughs Again

Asimov Laughs Again: More than 700 Favorite Jokes, Limericks, and Anecdotes
© 1992 Isaac Asimov
357 pages

A German was giving an impassioned speech at the United Nations and the interpreter was silent.
“What’s he saying?” someone whispered to the interpreter.
“I don’t know yet,” said the interpreter. “I’m waiting for the verb.”   – p. 166

Back in 2008 I enjoyed Isaac Asimov’s Treasury of Humor, a collection of some six hundred jokes, puns, and riddles, complemented by Asimov’s comments on them and humor in general. Asimov penned a sequel to the book with Asimov Laughs Again, although with this work he insisted on forgoing the traditional “chapter” format and instead presents the book as one long conversation, punctuated only by joke numbers. This format works tolerably well, although it does mean readers who are used to using chapter breaks as stopping points will be at a disadvantage.

This is not a joke book in the spirit of Asimov’s Treasury of Humor. Although there are plenty of jokes here, his humorous anecdotes are more numerous and at times carry the book. While Treasury of Humor’s main appeal was as a joke book, Laughs Again will appeal more to those who enjoy Isaac Asimov’s personality.  Asimov also includes many of his original limericks, all bawdy. Although some of the anecdotes were more benignly entertaining than amusing, the book as a whole was funny and indeed mirth-inducing at a couple of points. If you can find it, it’s worth thumbing through at the very least.

Socrates was wandering about an Athenian bazaar, closely studying all the rich and flashy items that were for sale there.
A friend, well aware of Socrates’ abstemious life-style, said to him in wonder, “Why is it, O Socrates, that you are so interested in this merchandise?”
“Because,” said Socrates, “I am stuck dumb with amazement to see what a wide variety of things there are that I don’t need and can do without.” – p. 299

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The Best of 2009

2009 was a….big year for reading. I’m a little staggered by how well I was able to maintain a weekly rhythm, being thrown off only by the paper season in the fall semester. This was my first full year in the same basic format, which pleases me still — although I don’t quite know how to best approach a yearly review. The approach I tried last year was thorough, but perhaps a bit too lengthy. I want to both reflect on the year’s reading altogether and point out books that were especially memorable.

My favorite “quotations of the week” for this year are shared at my philosophy/humanities blog.

Philosophy and Religion:
Religion and philosophy dominated this year, unexpectedly. Although philosophical inquiry as a truth-finding discipline has been of interest since 2006, applied philosophy — using philosophy to inform the way I live my life — has only been an area of interest since reading Doug Muder’s take on Stoicism, which opened me up not just to applied philosophy, but to religious variants on philosophy, interpretations of god, and religion itself. Not only did I begin relating to religion in a way that I would have never anticipated, I also began improving my cultural literacy by reading about the basics of four religions that were then fairly new to me — Buddhism, Islam, Wicca, and Taoism. Taoism is still largely unknown to me, as I only read two translations and explications of the Tao te Ching.

  1. The Dalai Lama’s The Art of Happiness.
  2. The Consolations of Philosophy, Alain de Botton 
  3. Buddha, Karen Armstrong. This is a simple biography of Siddhartha Gautama and the story of how Buddhism began. 
  4. Drawing Down the Moon, Margaret Adler. Adler offers a broad take on Wicca and other Earth-religions.
  5. Jesus, Marcus Borg. I read perhaps four books about Jesus this year, but this was the most effective and stayed with me. Borg, in looking for the historical Jesus,  examines not just what was said about Jesus, but why such a thing might be said. 

Honorable Mentions:

  1. Here if You Need Me, Kate Braestrup. Braeustrup is a Unitarian minister who works as a chaplain for the state of Maine. This is her story of how she came to be in that position, and what being able to help others does for her. 
  2. God’s Problem. Bart Ehrnman examines how the Bible attempts — and ultimately, fails — to answer the problem of evil. The history given by Ehrman helped me make sense of Christianity, and he ends by humanizing the book of Ecclesiastes. 
  3. The Faith Club sees three women join together several times a month to discuss the similarities, differences, and meanings of their respective religions.  

Social Criticism:

  1. Neil Postman’s Amusing Ourselves to Death is one of the year’s best books by far. I found Postman last year, but Amusing Ourselves to Death  stayed with me all year long and I expect that it will continue to do so. 
  2. Howard Zinn’s A People’s History of the United States and The Zinn Reader act as both history and social criticism. The Zinn Reader chiefly consists of articles, essays, and book forwards penned by Zinn throughout the late 20th century. He’s a powerful writer, and I admire his passion.
  3. Peter Whybrow’s American Mania, takes a biological look at consumerism. 
  4. Erich Fromm’s To Have or To Be? taking a philosophical look at the same on an individual level, while his Sane Society examined society as a whole.
  5.  In Praise of Slowness, by Carl Honoré, introduced me to the “Slowness” movement, which is somewhat similar to movements prompting “simple living”. I was already a convert when I read the book, increasing my enjoyment.

Science:
My science reading was deficient this year, owing partially to the fact that my home library gutted its little-used science section and my options dwindled. Since this was the Year of Darwin, I did a good bit of evolutionary reading. I was unable to do any reading into the history of science, other than Robert Adler’s Medical Firsts.

  1. Evolution for Everyon Evolution is all too often seen as something that happened, rather as something that happens even now. David Sloan Wilson argues that scientists working on any biological problem ought to think in evolutionary terms. There’s more to the book than that — he first argues that religion need not be evolution’s foe, and that evolution is easy to understand — but the broader use of evolution compels me to reccommend it. 
  2.  Our Inner Ape by Frans de Wall examines the behaviors exhibited by other great apes (and some merely medicore apes), comparing or contrasting them to human behaviors to see which of our behaviors might be biologically based. His conclusion is that our biological history is responsible for both behaviors that we cherish (Empathy) and despise (xenophobia). 
  3. American Mania once more. This was my first time seeing biology, politics, and social criticism pulling together. 
  4. Through a Window, Jane Goodall. This is a straightforward account of her time spent with chimpanzees, and an interesting one at that. 
  5. Why Evolution is True. This book by Jerry Coyne is particularly strong is that Coyne not only lays out the evidence for  evolution, but examines why people resist it in the first place.

History:

  1. A People’s History of the United States, Howard Zinn. Zinn focuses his narrative on the downtrodden of American history — the native Americans, slaves, women, laborers, pacifists, and socialists who are typically ignored by the “Great Leaders” approach to history. 
  2. The Great Transformation is a bit of religious and social history, as Karen Armstrong examines what she calls the “Axial Age”, which gave birth to Aristotle, Buddha, Confucious, Lao Tzu,  Zoroastrianism, and the socially-concerned Prophets of the Hebrews. 
  3. Mysteries of the Middle Ages and Sailing the Wine-Dark Sea by Thomas Cahill, both his Hinges of History series are definitely worth noting. While the series as a whole is a mixed bag, I particularly enjoyed these two works. The hardcover version of Mysteries is a bit of art in itself. 
  4. The Roman Mind, M.L. Clarke. Clarke gives a history of philosophy, religion, and ideology in Rome, beginning with Greece and ending with the death of Marcus Aurelius, the “last philosopher”. 
  5. Tom Holland’s Persian Fire and Rubicon are both large historical narratives tackling Persia and Rome respectively. 

Honorable Mentions:

  1. The Sons of Caesar, by Phil Matyszak is a well-done narrative that tells the story of Rome’s first family of emperors and documents Rome’s transition from Republic to Empire. 
  2. Constantinople, by Isaac Asimov, was my first foray into Byzantine history and a very good at that. I would expect nothing less from the maestro.

Fiction:

  1. Roma. If I had to choose a fiction book of the year, I’d go with Roma. Steven Saylor’s Roma sub Rosa mystery series is worth mentioning into itself, but with Roma he managed to fit a thousand years of history into one very readable novel. 
  2. Isaac Asimov  gave me plenty of enjoyment this year with his Black Widower series and the two posthumous collections of Magic and Gold
  3. Greg Iles’ novels are absurdly riveting and often thought-provoking. The Quiet Game, Turning Angel, and Footprints of God are all recommendations. 
  4. Robert Harris’ Imperium and Pompeii sold me on Harris’ abilities as an author.They’re easily some of the best historical fiction I’ve read.
  5. Max Barry’s Syrup and Company were hilarious satires of American consumer and corporate culture.

 Honorable Mentions:

  1. Lemony Snicket’s Series of Unfortunate Events captured July for me. The thirteen books all made for fun reading, each being marvelously fun, full of dark humor, snarky comments, and little treats for adult readers. 
  2. Drew  Karpyshyn’s Darth Bane trilogy still comes to mind on a regular basis.  I’ve only read two of the books (the third being released in early December, and which I’ll get around to sometime this spring), but they’re the best Star Wars fiction I’ve read. 
  3. Ford County: Stories, by John Grisham, was almost my last read of the year. As much as I enjoyed this book, I finished it only last week and it’s still digesting, as it were. 

Miscellaneous:

  1. Walden, Henry David Thoreau. Walden is the author’s account of his year spent in a self-built cabin on Walden Pond in his attempt to be self-sufficient and provide more time for reflection. He writes on varied topics, making the book hard to place. It’s well known in the United States and reccommended as a classic, but I did enjoy it on its own terms.
  2. The Best of Robert Ingersoll is a book of quotations by the late great Robert Ingersoll, a 19th century orator, lecturer, lawyer, and politician. He’s the most interesting American I know of, and I enjoyed reading through this collection of his opinions even though it contained no full articles as I’d imagined.
  3. Sway is a book I read in the very beginning of the year about the irrational “traps” people fall into. It’s an easy recommendation for skeptics: I used part of it in a history paper this past term in explaining wartime behavior.
  4. Great Books by David Denby is his account of retaking two literature of the humanities courses, beginning with Greek plays and ending with English literature. In effect, he visits the western canon and examines criticism of it, comparing his experiences as a college freshman and as an older intellectual.
  5. Humanist Anthlology. Arguably, this could have been placed in philosophy, but it’s a bit more varied than that. The editors glean humanistic thinking from authors as ancient as Socrates to as modern as Richard Dawkins. These various authors defend reason and reason-based ethics, emphasize the roles of wonder and idealism, and attack ideas based too much in irrationality and unprovable claims. 

2009 was an incredible year for my favorite hobby, and while I don’t expect to rival it with 2010, I do imagine I’ll be finding some nice reads this upcoming year. I’m planning to dive into contemporary Star Trek fiction, finish a few trilogies, and perhaps explore the classic Lord of the Rings series. One challenge this year will be finding more Isaac Asimov to read. As always, I welcome reccomendations.

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The Gangs of New York

The Gangs of New York
© 1927 Herbert Ashbury
368 pages

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A few weeks ago I opted to read Herbert Ashbury’s Gangs of New York to see what his writing style might be like. I have a strong interest in city life during the late 19th century, so a book set in that time period such as Gangs of New York is right up my alley.  The book was initially published in 1927, meaning before Prohibition and before organized crime as Americans perceive it in the form of the Mafia. The gangs presented in this book pretend to no sophistication: they are street brawlers who delight in a good fight as much as they do in making money.  Some of these crawlers make for interesting characters, like the hood who was never seen without a book in his pocket and who thought Herbert Spencer particularly good reading.

As I started in, I quickly realized that Ashbury’s work wasn’t the most readable book I’d ever picked up. It’s full of interesting information, but the information is presented as-is:  there’s little narrative here, which hurts the book. Even the slightest of narratives doesn’t just make the book easier or more “fun” for the reader: it helps the book communicate. In the chapter on tong wars in Chinatown, for instance, Ashbury tells what happens, but he does not explain what the tongs were or how they fit into immigrant society. Jerry Flamm did this in Good Life in Hard Times: San Francisco’s Twenties and Thirties, and as a result I learned more in Flamm’s brief chapter on how San Francisco police officers broke the tongs of their day than in Ashbury’s longer chapter on tong history. The same is true of the gangs comprised of European immigrants: while Ashbury writes on what they did, he offers no explanation as to why they arose, although the reader can draw his or her own ideas out if they’re creative enough.

Because of this weakness, I wouldn’t recommend this for readers just starting to explore this period. The book’s genuine wealth of information — including varied and bizarre characters and stories — is of value to a more read student of the period, and it is to those readers I would recommend this work. Ashbury’s tone betrays the time in which he wrote this: his criticism often employs religious language, giving it an expressly moralistic flavor which I found more amusing than anything else. Ashbury’s words often have a shadow of racism about them, and they are particularly dark in the chapter on the tongs of Chinatown.

The book thus has its problems, but given the wealth of information here, is still very much useful to a student of the period. The book covers nearly a hundred years of history, and I was able to see the gangs evolve from collections of uniformed hoods who liked brawling to political bully-boys and “businessmen”.  Ashbury does a good job of portraying how bleak a place late-19th century New York was, and I think I leave the book more knowledgeable for having read it. Given that it’s such a straightforward account — an expanded police blotter — this will be better appreciated by those with more background knowledge.

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This Week at the Library (30/12)

Books this Update:

  • Black Edelweiss, Johann Voss
  • The Triumph of Caesar, Steven Saylor
  • China Marine, Eugene Sledge
  • Skipping Christmas, John Grisham
  • Ford County: Stories, John Grisham

I began my Christmas break with another World War 2 memoir in Johann Voss’s Black Edelweiss, his account of why he joined the Waffen-SS and his description of his services there. Although the combat portions were unmemorable, the book’s political commentary rivited me. It’s a worthy read for those interested in German history.

After this, I returned to the Roma sub Rosa series, ending for the moment with the triumph of Caesar. As Julius Caesar settles into the post of dictator-for-life and consolidates his power,  his wife approaches the adamently retired Gordianus and requests that he investigate the potential of Caesar being assassinated. Only the news that a friend of his was murdered in this same investigation prompts Gordianus to take up the cause. This book is surprisingly subdued: unlike other books in the series, it never truly grabbed my attention. It seemed tired, which is unfortunate given how well the series developed before then.

I soon finished Eugene Sledge’s China Marine, his account of his postwar experiences occupying parts of China and his return to the United States. His account of occupation duty in China dominates the book, giving me a look into a life I didn’t know existed. My knowledge of the Pacific War is dominated by thoughts of airplanes and ends immediately after the surrender: I knew nothing of the United States’ occupation of the Chinese coast, which I assume was done to effect the transport of Japanese troops back to Japan. Sledge’s account of his return to the United States was shallow in parts, but not unenjoyable.

I then did a little seasonal re-reading with John Grisham’s Skipping Christmas, his fictional account of one Luther Krank’s attempt to forgo the waste and stress of Christmas when his daughter leaves the US for the Peace Corps. Krank and his wifei intend to save thousands of dollars by going on a cruse instead, but find that skipping Christmas is much more difficult than they’d anticipated. It’s a light, fun read appropriate for the holidays.

I received John Grisham’s latest release, Ford County: Stories, for Christmas, and immediatedy dove into it. Ford County is different from his preceding works in that it is a collection of seven short stories and not a novel.  The stories themselves have a wide range, and read very well. The book is far better than his more recent releases (The Associate, The Appeal), and will probably become one of my top three Grisham favorites.

Pick of the Week: Ford County, easily.

Potentials for Next Week:

  • Asimov Laughs Again, Isaac Asimov
  • The Gangs of New York by Herbert Ashbury.

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Ford County: Stories

Ford County: Stories
© 2009 John Grisham
320 pages

I was delighted to receive John Grisham’s Ford County: Stories for Christmas. I’ve been a Grisham reader since reading a battered paperback copy of The Firm years ago, and many of my favorite works (The Summons and The Last Juror, to name a couple) of his are set in fictional Ford County, Mississippi. Grisham has returned to Ford County and its county seat of Clanton for a novel approach — a book that is not a novel. Ford County is a collection of seven short stories, most of which are written in the third-person. Grisham’s intent with this book was to spotlight some of the more varied characters in Ford County, and there are many. There are a few lawyers inside — Grisham is known for his legal thrillers — but the law is not a dominant theme in the book.

None of the stories failed to delight me, and the variety is genuine. Some are silly, some are serious, and most contain the mild level of author commentary typical of Grisham. He develops a new host of characters, bringing back only one character (Harry Rex Vonner) from his previous Ford County stories.This collection should please Grisham fans, particularly those who enjoy short stories and who have not been too discouraged by The Appeal or The Associate, both of which Ford County betters. I suspect it will become one of my Grisham favorites, alongside The Last Juror and The Rainmaker. Here’s a preview of three of Ford County’s stories:

  • “Casino”: After his wife leaves him, Sidney becomes an inadvertent professional gambler and gets revenge on the man who his wife left him for by breaking the man’s casino. 
  • “Blood Drive”:  Three good ol’ boys pile into a pickup truck intending to drive to Memphis to give a fellow Ford County man blood. Hilarity begins ensuing when they drive past a liquor store. The result sounds like a perfect “This one time, we got so wasted….” story. 
  • “Funny Boy”:  one of Ford County’s outcast sons comes home to die of AIDs. Rejected by his family, he’s taken care of in his final days by an older black woman who finds his lifestyle suspicious but learns to care for him. This one of the more heartwarming stories in the collection. 

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China Marine

China Marine: An Infantryman’s Life after World War 2
© Eugene Sledge 2003
192 pages

Last week I read Eugene Sledge’s With the Old Breed, a memoir of his experiences in the Pacific War. The memoir ranks as one of the most effective I’ve ever read in conveying the horrors of the front, so I looked forward to its sequel. His second memoir, China Marine, describes his experiences while occupying parts of China in the four-month period following the end of Japan’s surrender and his reintegration into civilian life. I knew nothing of the United States’ partial occupation of China, which I surmise was done to effect the repatriation of Japan’s soldiers there.

China serves as a midpoint for Sledge and his fellow soldiers: although they maintain the discipline of Marine life while patrolling and tending to guard duty, they are also able to enjoy the rudiments of civilization. Immediate postwar China is home to four armed forces:  the remnant of Japan’s Kwantung army, American occupational troops,  and the Chinese Nationalist and Maoist armies. Although the United States is not officially involved in the Chinese civil war, the US government does provide transport to Nationalist soldiers and American troops sometimes stumble into conflicts between the Chinese forces, sometimes dying in the process. The intermittent and wholly unpredictable dangers of guard duty do little to alleviate the mentally stressed condition of combat veterans, but Sledge’s experience appears to have been more restful than not.  This first four-fifths of the memoir was a new experience for me, having read nothing of China during this time or of American troops inside.

The remaining one-fifth of the book covers Sledge’s return to the United States and civilian life, where he is dismayed at how much his fellow citizens take for granted and how quick they are to complain about what he sees as trivialities — laborers striking for better working conditions attack his ire within minutes of landfall*. Sledge’s believes that his introduction to academic life allowed him to recover from the war more easily: the mental rigors required to obtain his doctorate in biology keep thoughts of war far from mind. The memoir bears out the ways Sledge’s life changed owing to the war: not only did it give him a greater appreciation for the simple things in life (clean, dry, and warm socks for starters) but it ended his hobby of hunting.

Although the book is an easy read and has information worth nothing, it seems much less focused than With the old Breed and I sometimes wondered what the point of what I was reading was. The bottom fifth of the book seemed particularly rushed, but overall Sledge’s second memoir will be of interest to those interest in the lives of postwar soldiers.

* Sledge’s hostility toward the laborers was disagreeable for me, but to be fair, according to him, one of them carried a sign comparing management to Hitler.

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Skipping Christmas

Skipping Christmas
© 2001 John Grisham
227 pages

One of my own personal Christmas traditions is to read John Grisham’s Skipping Christmas. It’s a tradition I’ve maintained every year since owning the book, although part of the tradition is not reading all of it. Skipping Christmas was one of the first books Grisham wrote outside of the legal thriller genre, and makes for a light, fun, seasonal read.

Skipping Christmas is the story of Luther Krank, who — after a particularly grating trip downtown to buy pistachios and an expensive brand of white chocolate for one of his wife’s many holiday projects — wonders just  how much Christmas costs him. After calculating his total expenditures — the tree, gifts, cards, massive party — and arriving at the respectable sum of $6100, he has a mad idea: why not skip Christmas? His daughter Blair just started a two-year hitch with the Peace Corps, so why not take himself and the wife on a ten-day Caribbean cruise for half the price of Christmas — blowing off all of the trappings of the season? Why not say “no” to buying meaningless and often useless gifts, to parties with lechers and gossips, to the turmoil of shopping for supplies downtown?

And so, while his neighbors spend thousands of dollars on turkeys and cashmere sweaters, the Kranks work on their tans and diet to make their bodies swimsuit fit. While their neighbors invest hours of work in decorating their homes, the Kranks dance around in their living room to reggae music, knowing that on Christmas day they will be headed for warm sunshine and tropic islands — and when they return, utterly relaxed, they will have no bills to pay, no decorations to take down, and can enjoy knowing that this year, they said “no” to being overwhelmed by the holidays: they did it their way.

The reason I typically stop reading the book 5/6s of the way through is because on Christmas Eve, Luther’s beautiful plan goes awry and he must begin biting bullets. I suppose it’s a story about the futility of trying to resist such entrenched traditions, but so help me if I don’t root for Luther every single time. As I said, it’s a fun little read — worth reading in the next couple of weeks while Christmas songs still echo, or next year when the frenzy begins again.

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The Triumph of Caesar

The Triumph of Caesar
© 2008 Steven Saylor
308 pages

The Triumph of Caesar is currently the last (Saylor may yet add to it, but I can’t confirm this from his website) book in the Roma sub Rosa series. I would not be surprised if it were the last book in the series, given Gordianus’ increasing age and political changes in Rome that make the court system that generates so much work for Gordianus a nonenity. If the series does end here, though, it does not end with strength.

At book’s opening, Julius Caesar is busy consolidating his power in Rome — endearing himself to the masses, rewarding allies, and enjoying the humiliation of the vanquished. Although all of his enemies have been killed on the field of battle, Caesar’s wife is haunted by dreams of his assassination. She asks Gordianus to assist her in ferreting out anyone who may wish Caesar ill, but he refuses — until he learns that a friend from Last Seen in Massila was first given the job, but murdered for his troubles. The death of a friend in the pursuit of the truth again sees Gordianus hit the streets of Rome, in hopes of discovering his friend’s murderer and by extension someone who might desire to assassinate the new dictator-for-life. He does this as the dictator is celebrating his four Triumphs, military parades celebrating victories granted by the Senate. Gordianus’s family is allowed prime seating at these Triumphs, thanks to Meto’s many years of service to the dictator — allowing Saylor to show off his research in fairly vivid scenes.

Although the readers are promised a historically involved plot and given plenty of detail, Triumph of Caesar seems weak to me. As the story developed, it became less interesting  — the plot twists detract, not add, from the story to me. The book never grabbed me, which is surprising given how effective Saylor has been at providing a riveting story in times past. The book seems as tired as its increasingly white-bearded protagonist.  Give it a chance if you’re a fan of the series, as everyone’s tastes differ, but don’t introduce yourself to the series with this one.

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