Since I'm still trying to find some credible data for FWOAN, and still thinking about ASP's questions, a random list of books I've enjoyed, most of which someone, somewhere will hate:
Shantaram (please read this before Depp makes it into a movie, if you do), by Gregory David Roberts.
Q, by the collective Luther Blissett (now the Wu Ming Foundation)
Athens, by Christian Meier
Salt: A World History, by Mark Kurlansky
River of Gods, by Ian McDonald
Grass, by Sherri Tepper
To Reign in Hell, Steven Brust
Salammbo, Gustave Flaubert
To a God Unknown, John Steinbeck
Finite and Infinite Games, James P. Carse
"...it's not the training to be mean but the training to be kind that is used to keep us leashed best." ~ Black Dog Red
"In case you haven't recognized the trend: it proceeds action, dissent, speech." ~ davidly, on how wars get done
"...What sort of meager, unerotic existence must a man live to find himself moved to such ecstatic heights by the mundane sniping of a congressional budget fight. The fate of human existence does not hang in the balance. The gods are not arrayed on either side. Poseiden, earth-shaker, has regrettably set his sights on the poor fishermen of northern Japan and not on Washington, D.C. where his ire might do some good--I can think of no better spot for a little wetland reclamation project, if you know what I mean. The fight is neither revolution nor apocalypse; it is hardly even a fight. A lot of apparatchiks are moving a lot of phony numbers with more zeros than a century of soccer scores around, weaving a brittle chrysalis around a gross worm that, some time hence, will emerge, untransformed, still a worm." ~ IOZ
"In case you haven't recognized the trend: it proceeds action, dissent, speech." ~ davidly, on how wars get done
"...What sort of meager, unerotic existence must a man live to find himself moved to such ecstatic heights by the mundane sniping of a congressional budget fight. The fate of human existence does not hang in the balance. The gods are not arrayed on either side. Poseiden, earth-shaker, has regrettably set his sights on the poor fishermen of northern Japan and not on Washington, D.C. where his ire might do some good--I can think of no better spot for a little wetland reclamation project, if you know what I mean. The fight is neither revolution nor apocalypse; it is hardly even a fight. A lot of apparatchiks are moving a lot of phony numbers with more zeros than a century of soccer scores around, weaving a brittle chrysalis around a gross worm that, some time hence, will emerge, untransformed, still a worm." ~ IOZ
2 comments:
McDonald's Brasyl was amazingly fantastic but for some reason I've never been able to get myself to read any others.
Incidentally, I'm not ignoring your other post responding in part to what I said. I'm still thinking all that stuff through, and my brain only intermittently functions recently. I think this is about to change, though, and then you'll have a dialogue on your hands, buddy!
No problems, Ethan. I'm still trying to work my head around how to answer Sane Person without coming across as if I'm antagonistic to her outlook.
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