Category Archives: Library

Corsi’s take on Baby Barry

It’s the battle of the reviews, at Amazon, as usual with a political book. None moreso, perhaps, than when Baby Barry is involved. Author Jerome R. Corsi, whose Unfit for Command, helped the Swiftboaters torpedo and sink John Kerry, is at it again with The Obama Nation. With BB, Corsi has, if possible, even richer, more obnoxious material to work with. Thus the Amazon battle between the five star reviews and the one star reviews for the book–not to mention the angry comments. Who will win? Only the review race is in doubt. So I’ll wait for the paperback.

UPDATE:  In just twelve hours, the number of reviews jumped from sixty-four to seventy-eight, and likewise the level of acrimony rose appreciably. Who knows how high it will go by November? 

MORE: By Tuesday, the total had been trimmed by four reviews. Interesting. I’ve heard complaints that Amazon sometimes mickeys with the reviews, but this is the first time I’ve seen an indication of that. Nevertheless, the BB haters seem to be winning, leaving sometimes nasty comments on the one-star reviews.

Tupperware Unsealed

This looks and sounds like a heckuva book. I did a feature story years ago on a Tupperware sales "party" in West Palm Beach. I had heard about them for a while, even knew some of the mechanics involved in the sales program, but had never seen the products. I was amazed to discover that they were "just" various sizes of colorful plastic bowls with tight lids. I think about that sometimes now when I put some of our own collection in the dishwasher.

Texian Macabre

Overloaded with antique adjectives and enough typos to make an honest proofreader weep, this narrative Texas history (subtitle: The Melancholy Tale of a Hanging in Early Houston) by renowned historian Stephen L. Hardin is nevertheless an entertaining look at the mudhole and (yellow) fever swamp that was the Republic’s first capital. Gary S. Zaboly’s gritty drawings–especially his bird’s eye view map (apparently unavailable on the Web) of the squalid little town on sluggish Buffalo Bayou–complement the period photographs of the major players. It’s a view of early Texas that chauvanistic natives would rather outsiders didn’t see (such as the shack two-room clapboard shanty that was President Sam Houston’s first executive mansion) and a caution that even battlefield heroics can’t guarantee a happy postwar life. Get a copy and be appalled, amused and advised.

The Dems’ Gilderoy Lockhart

Funny. Wish I’d thought of it first. Fits Baby Barry perfectly. But Instapundit did. Still

Ambrosia salad

From the Rancho Roly Poly Recipe File:

1 13.5 oz can pineapple chunks, drained

1 cup flaked coconut

1 cup mini marshmellows

1 can (11 oz) mandarin oranges

1 cup sour cream

Mix pineapple & oranges, coconut, marshmellows, sour cream. Chill, at least 3 hours.

Yum

Inspiration by Miriam’s Ideas.

The Path Between The Seas

I never knew much about the Panama Canal, but assumed that it was during its construction that Yellow Fever and Malaria were defeated for the first time. Actually YF was defeated by American army doctors in Cuba during the Spanish-American War, and M has gone on and on, even in Panama, despite the best efforts, etc. I was also surprised to find, in this really good 1977 read by historian David McCullough (John Adams, etc.), that the French tried and failed to build the canal first, that Americans had favored a Nicaraguan route before T.R. got hold of the effort, and that very little about it was easy.

I knew people who grew up in the Zone, before President Carter turned the canal over to the Panamanians, but their recollections were nothing like the reported experiences of the builders–especially the thousands of black Barbados and Jamaican laborers who were largely denied services available to the whites. It was a different time, 1870 to 1914. Today, there’s an expansion going on that’s expected to be completed in 2010. Thanks to the magic of the Net, you can view the canal live via webcams at the previous link, or take a timelapse trip through the canal yourself, the whole twelve-hour journey in one minute fifty-six seconds.

Ran Runnels, the Hangman of Panama

They’re still trying to figure out if Randolph Runnels really was a Texas Ranger before he was hired by the builders of the first transcontinental railroad (forty-seven miles across the Isthmus of Panama connecting the Atlantic with the Pacific) to solve a nasty bandido problem.

 Runnels didn’t fit the physical image of a Ranger, according to historian David McCullough in his 1992 book Brave Companions, but he acted the myth well enough: he hanged seventy-eight men in two separate incidents in 1852 and, lo and behold, the banditry stopped. The Texas Rangers Association apparently has no record of Ran’s Ranger service, but their records admittedly aren’t complete. But at least one railroad historian found sources crediting the Ranger tale, and there was a Runnels who had to do with the Rangers in the 1850s, Texas Gov. Hardin Runnels who took office in 1858. He was a champion of the Indian-fighting Rangers and he may have been Randolph’s brother.