Showing posts with label Manly P. Hall. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Manly P. Hall. Show all posts
Saturday, August 11, 2018
Books 22, 23, and 24 of 2018
A Smiley novel without Smiley. I mean, Smiley is there, and his tendrils are woven throughout. But he is only very briefly present in the novel in a physical sense.
Alec Leamas is a more Bond-ish spy than Smiley, who mixes it up mostly in an intellectual sense. Leamas is an action man who works in the field. And his fate really lays bare the realities of that era and that region and the cold callousness of the Cold War. And that Cold War did not end as suspected decades ago but was carried on by the defeated side in new and ingenious ways. This is a novel so taught it thrums like power lines. I read it in about ten minutes.
I enjoy the 'descent into madness' genre of memoir. And when the memoir is written by a Surrealist and the long-time lover of Max Ernst at a time when the entire world had gone mad, well then of course it will be a worthwhile read. The first half of the book is an exquisite introduction, analysis, and biography of Leonora Carrington which is just as good as the memoir itself.
I just may begin collecting dew when the planets are in the correct houses, because Hall lets more of the cat out of the bag than anyone else I've read.
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The Spy Who Came in from the Cold
Sunday, July 01, 2018
Books 15, 16, 17 and 18 of 2018
Brothers of the Gun is a harrowing first-hand account of the collapse of Syria into civil war. The story is centered on Raqqa. The narrator is a student of English Literature who sloughs off what he regards as a sort of backwoods religiosity in his upbringing, and who wants to experience the wider world. The Arab Spring brings hope, but this is quickly dashed by barrel bombs from the Assad regime, and then by warring factions, and finally by the arrival of ISIS.
Marwan Hisham at once recreates and critiques his Syrian culture and history with wit and sensitivity. He bemoans the cost of revolt and what was lost as a result, but not without humor and wisdom. The people he describes are hardscrabble survivors who are determined to build the best life they can in increasingly dire circumstances. I can't recommend it enough. Fantastic illustrations by Molly Crabapple from photos by the author lend further pathos to the text.
A colleague middle school teacher told me she was having her Lit students read Tripods: The White Mountains over the summer break. I'd never heard of the novel, which she claimed was her favorite childhood book in New Zealand.
Not sure how I missed it, but it was a great read--very exciting and sort of what the world might have been like had Wells' War of the Worlds ended in a loss for humanity. Great fun.
Manly P. Hall brings the wisdom of the Mystery Schools into the modern age. Want to incorporate Pythogrean principals into your busy late-phase capitalist existence? These short tomes are full of helpful tips.
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