Archive | February 2007

To this Great Stage of Fools: Born February 28th

Michel de Montaigne, b. 1533.

Advice for bloggers from Montaigne:
Don’t discuss yourself, for you are bound to lose; if you belittle yourself, you are believed; if you praise yourself, you are disbelieved.

When I am attacked by gloomy thoughts, nothing helps me so much as running to my books. They quickly absorb me and banish the clouds from my mind.

It is good to rub and polish our brain against that of others.

He who has not a good memory should never take upon himself the trade of lying.

Another Argument for Homeschooling: Harper Lee

I could only look around me: Atticus and my uncle, who went to school at home, knew everything —at least what one didn’t know the other did. . . As for me, I knew nothing except what I gathered from Time magazine and reading everything I could lay hands on at home, but as I inched sluggishly along the treadmill of the Maycomb County school system, I could not help receiving the impression that I was being cheated out of something. Out of what I knew not, yet I did not believe that twelve years of unrelieved boredom was exactly what the state had in mind for me.

We read this book for my co-op American Literature class. I think the quote speaks for itself.

Come Back to Afghanistan by Said Hyder Akbar

“[T]he people of Afghanistan . . . are tired, poor, and have few opportunities—and they are thus at the mercy of warlords, terrorists, opium, the country’s carnivorous neighbors, you name it. They need long-term help, not the shaky presence of the aid comminity.” (p. 326)

“In spite of everything, there is still a lot of goodwill toward the Americans here. It’s not like it is in Iraq: in Afghanistan the U.S. troops have legitimacy. The Americans did not invade this country: they helped overthrow an occupying force. Since then they’ve decreased the detrimental influence of neighboring countries. And perhaps most important, their continued presence prevents a return to chaos. But even this substantial benefit cannot placate Afghans forever.” (p.289)

These two quotations from Mr. Akbar’s book epitomize his view of Afghanistan’s future, American foreign policy, and what the U.S. owes Afghanistan. I would respond that although the Afghan people need and deserve our help, they don’t need to be “placated” like little children. Americans will do what they can, but it is ultimately the responsibility of the Afghan people themselves to make their own way in the world and to find a way to govern themselves peacefully and reconcile the many tribal tensions and feuds that still make violence a part of daily life in Afghanistan.

Said Hyder Akbar is a college student, or was one when he wrote this book, born to Afghan parents in exile in Pakistan, reared in the U.S., and now the son of the governor of Afghanistan’s Kunar province. He writes mostly about the two (maybe three) summers he spent in Afghanistan after the fall of the Taliban as the government of Hamid Karzai, with the help of American troops, attempted to stabilize and rebuild Afghanistan. The book is quite informative on the state of Afghan politics and infrastructure, but it is notable for what it doesn’t say as much as for what it does.

Two subjects are absent or near-absent from Mr. Akbar’s narrative. He spends a great deal of time and ink telling us about the former mujahadeen and about tensions between Pakistan and Afghanistan, about politics in Kabul and politics in Kunar Province, about Afghan poverty and American ineptness and Americans who do things well. However, two subjects which seem to me to be central to the Afghan story, Mr. Akbar almost never mentions: women and religion.

Occasionally, there is a brief allusion to daily prayers or Taliban legalities, but if the author and his family are any example, Islam is a background noise in the life of the political elite in Afghanistan. No mosque attendance, no Islamic studies, no citing of the Koran, very little prayer or reference to Islamic law, are to be found in the pages of this book in which many people were just a few years ago supposedly fanatical Islamists. Has all this religious zeal just disappeared or gone underground, or is Mr. Akbar a secular Muslim (like a secular Jew or a nominal Christian) who just doesn’t pay any attention to the role of religion within the culture of Afghanistan?

Women, too, are nearly invisible in Come Back to Afghanistan. Mr. Akbar writes about his mother; he even tells us that she was quite unhappy with him when he returned to the U.S. from Afghanistan after his first summer there. He brought back quite a bit of film of the loya jirga, a large meeting in Kabul of tribal leaders and warlords and other political leaders, including many women. Only Hyder Akbar doesn’t film or tape any of the women, and his mother is quite angry about the omission. Nevertheless, Mr. Akbar doesn’t learn any lessons from this martriarchal scorn because the rest of his book is just as woman-less as his recording of the loya jirga. He writes about his mother again, a brief visit to a girl’s school, and a glimpse he gets of his uncle’s wife. Are women in Afghanistan still just as invisible as they were under the Taliban? Or do they simply fly under Hyder Akbar’s radar screen completely? I would certainly have liked to know a lot more about whether or not women are being educated and given freedom and opportunity in the new Afghanistan, but Mr. Akbar’s a lot more interested in mountain hikes and Kalishnikovs.

Aside from these two glaring omissions, Come Back to Afghanistan is an enthusiastic, impassioned portrait of the rebuilding, and sometimes the tragic re-breaking, of Afghanistan during the years 2003-2005. When Hyder Akbar first goes to Afghanistan to spend the summer with his dad, he is seventeen years old. By the end of the book, two and a half to three years later, it is obvious that he has grown up, mostly as a result of his experiences in Afghanistan. He’s a man with a mission —to participate in the reconstruction and the political and economic of his native country. I wish him and his country well

To This Great Stage of Fools: Born February 25th

Frank G. Slaughter, b.1908. Back when I was a teenager, I really liked to read historical novels set in Biblical times and featuring characters from the Bible. Lloyd Douglas’s The Robe was a favorite. I also enjoyed the novels by Frank G. Slaughter about BIblical characters such as Paul

Cynthia Voigt, Newbery Award winning children’s author, b.1942. Author of Homecoming, Dicey’s Song, The Runner, and Seventeen Against the Dealer (among others). Voigt’s characters are so vivid and enjoyable to get to know. Dicey is an independent young lady, a little bit prickly, but fiercely committed to her two younger brothers and her younger sister. James, one of the brothers, is a genius, has great ideas, but he’s not always tuned in to what’s going on in the real world. Maybeth is just the opposite; she has a lot of difficulty learning, but she’s quite artistic and emotionally intelligent. Sammy, the youngest Tillerman, is all boy, somewhat belligerent, but good at heart. These four children come to live with their grandmother, an eccentric character in her own right. And they make friends with other people who have their own quirks and attitudes. These are great books.

Movie Meme

I took this meme from Stephen Lang’s blog where he was asking and answering movie questions in honor of the Oscars, which will be presented on Sunday, February 25th. I added a few questions of my own.

The Oscars. Are you bothered?

Mr Lang is British, and I think the question is British for “do you care?” Not really. I haven’t seen many of the movies that are nominated for Academy Awards. I think Children of Men should have gotten more nominations, but I’m not really bothered about it.

Which of the Oscar nominees, if any, have you seen?

I saw Children of Men. It was nominated for “achievement in film editing” and for “best adapted screenplay.” And I saw Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man’s Chest on DVD a couple of weeks ago. Maybe there were too many distractions, but I kept having to ask the urchins to explain the plot. I liked the first one a lot better.

A really good film you’ve seen recently, although nobody else has seen it or even heard of it:
Paper Clips is a documentary about some middle school children in a small town in Tennessee who collect paper clips to symbolize and to be able to visualize the number of people who died in the Holocaust. It was a good movie, and along with the book Yellow Star, it made my children ask some questions about an important subject.

The worst film you’ve paid good money to see:

Ever? I paid money to rent The Talented Mr. Ripley. Unfortunately, we rented it from a company called Clean Films, and the parts they edited out were essential to understanding the plot and characters of the movie. Fortunately, I woudn’t have wanted to understand. Unfortunately, we all figured it out toward the end of the film. Not a worthwhile experience.

Most pretentious film you’ve paid good money to see:
All the Pretty Horses

A film you’ve rented on video or DVD and turned off very quickly, shouting “this is awful!”

I’ve rented a couple of old movies to watch with the urchins that I remembered as innocent fun, but they were really raunchy and not very funny anymore: Crocodile Dundee and Silver Streak.

A film you know you should watch but you’ve never quite got round to seeing:

I don’t know about “should watch,” but I feel as if I ought to see a couple of movies that dramatize the horrible sin of man, but I just can’t. I’ve never seen Schindler’s List nor The Killing Fields nor The Passion of the Chirist. I can read about stuff like that, but I just can’t watch in reenacted on screen in living color.

Earliest cinematic experience:

Believe it or not, my grandfather used to take us to see Elvis Presley movies. And I also went with my parents to the drive-in movies. I had a palet in the back floorboard where I could go to sleep when it got to be my bedtime. I have this vague memory of my parents watching Elizabeth Taylor on a huge screen while I felt both secret and adventurous in my back seat bed.

Teenage movie memories:
Star Wars came out in 1977; I was still, barely, a teenager. I remember how exciting that movie was, such great fantasy. My friends and I had long discussions about whether “The Force” was a reference to God or to some pagan or Eastern religious concept.

Strangest cinematic experience:

This Patricia Highsmith-inspired moment.

Is there a film that you’ve been waiting to see again for years that’s just vanished from the face of the Earth?

I saw this film (television episode?) with Oliver Reed playing the poet Dante Gabriel Rossetti a long time ago, and I’ve always remembered it. I cannot picture Rossetti as anyone except Oliver Reed. I wonder if I could see the movie again if it would be as good as I remember.

Your cinematic obsession that bores everyone else to tears:
I don’t know. I like old movies, and the urchins will hardly watch it if it’s in black and white.

Someone else’s cinematic obsession that you’ve gone along with:

Engineer Husband likes World War II movies, old WW2 movies, like Where Eagles Dare and The Great Escape. It’s OK.
The urchins are obsessed with Star Wars and Spiderman. I’ve mined about all the gold out of those two series that I can.

Anyone from the world of cinema that you have a real love/hate relationship with?
Barbra Streisand. I like the way she sings, and I think she’s a good actress. But her politics are annoying. Several other good actors and actresses have the same problem, however, I don’t pay much attention to actors and actressses when they’re off-stage.

Favourite romantic movie:

My Big Fat Greek Wedding or Much Ado About Nothing

Favorite movie(s) based on a book:

The Lord of the Rings, of course. To Kill a Mockingbird is pretty good, too.

Movie that absolutely ruined a good book:

I can’t think of anything. I try to forget bad movies.

Semicolon’s 105 Best Movies Ever

To This Great Stage of Fools: Born February 24th

Wilhelm Carl Grimm, b. 1786. While he and his brother Jacob were in law school, they began to collect folk tales. They collected, after many years, over 200 folk tales, including such famous ones as Little Red Riding Hood, Rapunzel, Hansel and Gretel, The Bremen Town Musicians, and Rumpelstiltskin. Both Wilhelm and Jacob were librarians. Here’s a Canadian website with stuff for children: games, coloring pages, animated stories, etc. And here are 210 of Grimm’s tales translated into English by Margaret Hunt in 1884.
(True story: I once worked in the reference section of a library in West Texas. We often answered reference questions over the phone. One day a caller asked me, “How do you spell Hansel?” “H-A-N-S-E-L,” I replied. The patron thanked me and hung up. About an hour later, I heard one of the other reference librarians spelling into the phone, “G-R-E-T-E-L.”)

Samuel Lover, Irish humorist, songwriter, and author, b. 1797. I remember this song of his from elementary school choir:

I’m lonesome since I crossed the hill,
And o’er the moor and valley,
Such heavy thoughts my heart do fill,
Since parting with my Sally.
I’ll seek no more the fine and gay,
For each but does remind me,
How swift the hours did pass away,
With the Girl I left behind me.

Steven Jobs, co-founder of Apple Computer Company, b. 1955. For Computer Guru Son.

Saturday Review of Books: February 24, 2007

We all have an illusion that we will one day find a book that will show the way. This illusion grips every reader, and when we stand in a bookstore and we look over its books, we always have this silent hope that maybe here we will find not just a book but the book – the book that will point a way that will show us how to live. —Isaac Bashevis Singer from this interview

Welcome to this week’s Saturday Review of Books. Here’s how it works. Find a review on your blog posted sometime this week of a book you’re reading or a book you’ve read. The review doesn’t have to be a formal sort of thing. You can just write your thoughts on a particular book, a few ideas inspired by reading the book, your evaluation, quotations, whatever.

Now post a link here to the specific post where you’ve written your book review. Don’t link to your main blog page because this kind of link makes it hard to find the book review, especially when people drop in later after you’ve added new content to your blog. In parentheses after your name, add the title of the book you’re reviewing. This addition will help people to find the reviews they’re most interested in reading.

1. Carrie (The Bible)
2. Cathy (Morning Has Broen)
3. Cathy (The Hullabaloo ABC)
4. Beth (Open House for Butterflies)
5. Kevin S. (Monster Blood II & III)
6. Kevin S. (Once More Miranda)
7. Stephen (A Spot of Bother)
8. Krakovianka (Lily\’s Crossing)
9. Heather(More Perfect than the Moon)
10. Laura (Past Perfect)
11. Laura (Dangerous Island)
12. Krakovianka (Turnabout Children)
13. Tammy (Gardenias for Breakfast)
14. Emily (3 Moon Picture Books)
15. Ian (The Book of Virtues)
16. Carrie (Lies Women Believe)
17. Henry (Parkinson\’s Law)
18. Mindy (The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time)
19. Bonnie (Whose Body)
20. DeputyHeadmistress (my favorite mystery authors)
21. Carol (Words By Heart)
22. Eileen (Scoop)
23. Copper\’s Wife (Dumbing Us Down)
24. Stefanie (The Book Thief)
25. Cindy (Their Eyes Were Watching God)
26. RicMama(C.S. Lewis Concluded)
27. Jennifer, Snapshot (Freedom Walkers)
28. Elena (Trumpet of the Swan)
29. Alyssa (Shabanu)
30. Cathy (The MItten)
31. Carrie K. (Winter Reading Wrap-Up)
32. Jen Robinson (Gregor and the Marks of Secret)
33. RicMama (Heaven at Home)
34. JustOneMoreBook (The Swine Snafu)
35. MFS (On the nightstand)
36. Leslie (When People are BIG & God is Small)
37. 3M (The Woman in White)
38. Lisa (Plot Against America)
39. Joy (Birds in Fall)
40. Heidi (The Namesake)
41. Jennifer (The End)

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To This Great Stage of Fools: Born February 23rd

Samuel Pepys, public servant and diarist, b. 1633. Had he been born in the twentieth century, Pepys might have been a blogger. Then again, maybe not. He kept his famous diary from January 1, 1660 until May 1669 when he was forced to give up his journal because of fears that he was losing his eyesight. He wrote in a code or shorthand, so the very public nature of blogging might not have interested him. Pepys witnessed the coronation of Charles II (1661), the Plague of 1665, and The Great Fire of London (1666). He also mentioned famous people of the time such as Sir Isaac Newton, Sir Christopher Wren, and John Dryden, the playwright and poet.

If you would like to read Pepys Diary, one entry per day, on the internet, it has been made into a blog:



George Frideric Handel, b.1685. Pepys died in 1703, and Handel’s first two operas were produced in 1705. So they just missed each other. Handel’s most frequently performed work is Messiah, an oratorio first performed in 1742. Bach, Mozart, and Beethoven all admired Handel’s music.

The first book is the funniest, but the last one pictured is the one I really wish I had in my personal library, or even in my public library.

W.E.B. DuBois, b.1868. William Edward Burghardt DuBois was a black educator and leader. He wrote, “The cost of liberty is less than the price of repression.” These words should be emblazoned in Arabic on posters throughout Baghdad and the Iraqi countryside.

To This Great Stage of Fools: Born February 22nd

Geroge Washington, b.1732. Here, for your enjoyment and edification, are the words to my favorite poem about George Washington and his birthday. Leetla Giorgio Washeenton by Thomas Augustine Daly should be mandatory reading in all classrooms on this day. Let’s put the fun back into Washington’s birthday!

James Russell Lowell, b.1819. Lowell also wrote a poem about George Washington. You can read it here, but it’s not as much fun as Leetla Giorgio.

Edna St. Vincent Millay, b. 1892. One of my favorite poets. Here’s a sample:

JOURNEY

Ah, could I lay me down in this long grass
And close my eyes, and let the quiet wind
Blow over me–I am so tired, so tired
Of passing pleasant places! All my life,
Following Care along the dusty road,
Have I looked back at loveliness and sighed;
Yet at my hand an unrelenting hand
Tugged ever, and I passed. All my life long
Over my shoulder have I looked at peace;
And now I fain would lie in this long grass
And close my eyes.
Yet onward!
Cat birds call
Through the long afternoon, and creeks at dusk
Are guttural. Whip-poor-wills wake and cry,
Drawing the twilight close about their throats.
Only my heart makes answer. Eager vines
Go up the rocks and wait; flushed apple-trees
Pause in their dance and break the ring for me;
Dim, shady wood-roads, redolent of fern
And bayberry, that through sweet bevies thread
Of round-faced roses, pink and petulant,
Look back and beckon ere they disappear.
Only my heart, only my heart responds.
Yet, ah, my path is sweet on either side
All through the dragging day,–sharp underfoot
And hot, and like dead mist the dry dust hangs–
But far, oh, far as passionate eye can reach,
And long, ah, long as rapturous eye can cling,
The world is mine: blue hill, still silver lake,
Broad field, bright flower, and the long white road
A gateless garden, and an open path:
My feet to follow, and my heart to hold.

Millay and others on thirst and worship.

Former Senate Majority Leader Bill Frist (b.1952) and Democratic Senator Ted Kennedy (b. 1932) also share Washington’s birthday. Whoa! Ted Kennedy is 75 years old today. And Frist is the one who retired?