Category Archives: Library

Pigeon, Impossible

"A rookie secret agent is faced with a problem seldom covered in basic training: what to do when a curious pigeon gets trapped inside your multi-million dollar, government-issued nuclear briefcase." — A funny six-minute video cartoon that was financed, in part, by the local Austin Film Society. Breitbart says it has gone viral.

Hatin’ on Sarah: Amazon’s Troll Reviewers

I suppose it was inevitable that even the "five-star" Amazon reviews of Sarah’s new book would be hateful. And full of regurgitated legacy media lies. The lead off one tonight is by "Gen. JC Christian, patriot," all of whose Amazon "reviews" of various conservative books are really beatdowns that tell you nothing about the book because the odds are that JC hasn’t opened it.

To guarantee that JC’s opus stays on top, people who agree with him/her click to say it was "helpful." So far he has 751 helpfuls out of 1,200 clicks. Many of the other first eighteen "reviews" are, like JC, mocking and anonymous. Who’d want to put their real name on such swill? Well, some do. Even trolls want their fifteen minutes of fame. Being, apparently, too cheap or lazy to get a blog.

Amazon can’t, apparently, stop people like JC & friends from gaming the system for their political hobby horses. They have, wisely, instituted a tag for a reviewer to click on that shows whether one has actually bought the book being reviewed. Their own computer system can verify it, I presume. It helps the neutral shopper decide whether a review really is a review. Neither JC’s effort, nor any of the other seventeen have the tag.

The Path to 9/11

This post is as star-crossed as the docudrama it’s about. Twice now, Movable Type has trashed it before I could get it on the site. Grrrr. Once more with feeling: I missed the 2006 ABC airing of this Disney film. I figured it was probably just more Hollyweird drek like Moore’s crockumentary on GWB.

Apparently not. This one dared to come down on the Clintons. Whoa. And they, who have famously always depended on Hollyweird for campaign cash, couldn’t keep it off the air. But they have succeeded in stopping its sale as a DVD, according to various sources including conservative talker John Ziegler. The trailer to his documentary Blocking The Path to 9/11 was compelling enough that I bought one.

Then I went to Amazon looking for a copy of the old series, just in case it was now available. Nope. But one of the reviewers there had an url to an import version. So I went there and got a copy. Amazing, you can buy the Disney production overseas or on the Web. You just can’t buy it in this country or on Amazon. Well, anything Slick Willie and Hilarity (She was under fire in Bosnia!) don’t want me to see is a tantalizing draw. More on all this when I’ve received and watched both productions.

When It’s Sleepy Time Down South

Louis Armstrong undoubtedly would not be politically correct were he still alive. But he was a great trumpet player and jazz performer and his signature song, which he recorded dozens of times, lately keeps running through my mind:

"Pale moon shining on the fields below
Folks are crooning songs soft and low
Needn't tell me so because I know
It's sleepy time down south

"Soft winds blowing through the pinewood trees
Folks down there like a life of ease
When old mammy falls upon her knees
It's sleepy time down south

"Steamboats on the river a coming or a going
Splashing the night away
Hear those banjos ringing, the people are singing
They dance til the break of day, hey

"Dear old southland with his dreamy songs
Takes me back there where I belong
How I'd love to be in my mammy's arms
When it's sleepy time way down south

"Dear old southland with his dreamy songs
Take me back there where I belong
How I'd love to be in my mammy's arms
When it's sleepy time down south
Sleepy time down south."

A Grey Moon Over China

This is a very sad story but, nevertheless, one of the best novels I’ve read. Life, as the literature professors will tell you, is a tragedy. Yet there is often joy and humor along the way and so it is here. So I was sorry to see Thomas A. Day’s tale end, especially the way it did. But I didn’t feel tricked or surprised. At least the protagonist had one companion left, even if it was only a worry-wart robot with a Welsh accent.

I always assume space colonization stories will be hopeful, but the colonists often wind up losing much of their high technology as it wears out and they are unable to replace it. They often can’t even go back into the black, let alone travel through space again. This one is a little different. But it’s also a vindication of Murphy’s Law. What they hope to escape, they wind up taking with them. The technology they create to help them turns on them. But the turning is to their ultimate benefit, once they figure it out. They succeed in spite of themselves, something you may only realize after you’ve thought about it a bit.

Ayn Rand and The World She Made

I haven’t read this new biography of Rand yet, but the Amazon critics seem to think it’s worth while. I’ll wait until it’s in the library. Which is not very capitalistic of me, but I’m not pure about it like she was. Like most kids I rebelled against my parents’ politics, which was conservative. But I wavered.

Then, in college, I discovered Rand’s idea of Objectivism and went so far as to bet my Speech grade on an oration about it. The professor disliked her celebration of "reality" so much that he tried to undercut me at the top of the program he printed for our class speeches with a quote from Carl Jung: "People cannot stand too much reality."

Nowadays I agree with Jung. Which is probably why I read so much science fiction. I never read Atlas Shrugged, Rand’s most popular (and lately resurgent) novel. I remember some reviewer (just who I forget) paraphrased Shakespeare in calling it "As long as life and twice as tedious." I may never read it. But I still find her interesting and, of course, the idea that capitalism and the mighty corporations it sometimes creates can be heroic. I’ve been too much of a businessman myself over the years to find the type very threatening. Indeed, to demean the Willy Lomans of the world is to demean the very thing that keeps us free.

MORE: Via Instapundit, the movie made of her book We The Living is now on DVD.

Time of The Rangers

TimeofTheRangers1.jpg

The amazing thing about the Texas Rangers is that, after a hundred and eighty plus years, they continue to thrive, despite the pressures of political correctness, the addition of a few women to their ranks and recurring political attempts to change them. Indeed, at 134 strong, there are more of them now than at any time in the past hundred years. Some no longer ride or even like horses, but all still dress Western, with boots and big hats. They are, apparently, more independent than ever and certainly better-trained. And they have kept their legendary reputation for toughness and ingenuity while adding a now-rarely-disputed one for integrity.

Independent historian Mike Cox’s valuable new contribution to Texas history shows the evolution of all that in an entertaining sequel to his popular Wearing The Cinco Peso, about the Rangers’ nineteenth century origins. Their new role is more complicated, in keeping with the times. Mike tells it in the same episodic way as his previous book and shows how the Rangers are woven through modern Texas history: policing the border during the Mexican revolution; enforcing Prohibition and gambling laws; taming overnight oil-boom towns; and catching bank robbers and kidnappers. They wisely drew the line at one politician’s insistence that they enforce laws against fornication. They’ve even survived their own romance, from the first dime novel in 1910 to television’s silly kick-boxing version. But some legends are factual. The apocryphal "One Riot, One Ranger" has proven true as often as not. "There’s an unwritten code in the Rangers," longtime leader Homer Garrison said. "You don’t back out of situations…"

Yet Mike shows they have sometimes failed, sometimes spectacularly, as in a 1970s attempt to free hostages during a prison takeover that became a bloody fiasco, and the tragic end to the 1990s Branch Davidian standoff in Waco, though the FBI had more to do with it. Nowadays all Rangers have some college and function as detectives more often than enforcers. As always they are spread thin across the state, each having responsibility for "two to three" of the 254 counties and "some as many as six." Nevertheless, they can mass anywhere on short notice for "situations" requiring their skills and political independence. As the book ends in 2009, they’re investigating  the possibility that the 2008 burning of the 1856 governor’s mansion in downtown Austin may have been retaliation–for the Rangers-led raid a few months earlier on the Yearning For Zion ranch where polygamy with girls as young as twelve was practiced. Driving by the grand old home’s gutted shell, a Texan has confidence that if anyone can track down the pitiless arsonist(s), it will be the Texas Rangers.

For more on Mike’s book:

Publisher’s book page: http://us.macmillan.com/timeoftherangers
Author’s blog with virtual tour itinerary: http://www.lonestarbooks.blogspot.com/
Author’s website: http://www.mikecoxonline.com/