Showing posts with label book. Show all posts
Showing posts with label book. Show all posts

Thursday, March 5, 2026

Book Review: Deliver Us from Evil

Vintage book of the week...and is this one ever "vintage." Historical interest.

Title: Deliver Us from Evil

Author: Sean Hannity

Date: 2004

Publisher: Harper Collins

ISBN: 0-06-058251-0

Length: 326 pages plus index

Quote: “We cannot prevail tomorrow without courageous leadership today.”

This book makes the case for war. Since I believe war is generally a bad thing, and I know that complete and accurate information about the justification or lack of justification for any specific war is not going to be made available to civilians until the war is over, it’s not possible for me to like this book. It has historical value. It’s a well written summary of what we read in the papers. How true was what we read in the papers? Future historians may be able to judge.

I’ve read articles by Hannity, on other topics, that I liked. I’m not thrilled by the way he comes across in Deliver Us from Evil as a 24-karat fire-breathing hawk; I understand the competitive urge, the sense that we thrive on conflict, that whole Irish thing, but my feeling is that if tennis and politics aren’t a sufficient outlet for your competitive urge, either you’re not getting enough exercise or you’ve spent too much time in New York. Hannity presents himself here as a patriotic Irish-American writer who needs to nurture his talent with a nice long working vacation on an organic farm. 

Wednesday, March 4, 2026

Book Review: Forever My Favorite

Title: Forever My Favorite

Author: Roxie Clarke

Date: 2023

Quote: ""Say 'last day of chemo'!" Monica says, aiming her phone at me."

 At 33, Darcie is a cancer survivor. She's also a single mother, because her husband wimped out on her. She thinks there's no room for romance in her future. 

She is, of course, wrong. This is a sweet wholesome romance, and the man who helps with the project she throws herself into to take her mind off cancer, whose daughter also becomes her daughter's friend, still thinks she's cute. 

Everyone can dream, can't we? Dum vivimus, vivamus!

Tuesday, March 3, 2026

Book Review: The Power of Leadership Skills

Title: The Power of Leadership Skills

Author: David Hathaway

Date: 2025

Quote: "What sets this book apart is its unique approach."

By "unique approach" is apparently meant that this book won't tell you one dang thing you've not read before. And it reads as if it was written by a computer, though, to be fair, general advice on how to frame a dreary middle management job as "leadership" read very much as if it had been written by a computer before word processors were invented. All of its sources (except for a painting, cited as a source of inspiration but not reproduced in the book) are online.

Usually books of this type can at least boast of a few new stories but the closest this book comes to telling new stories is to mention the names of people and companies that have been in the news recently.

And, before the end of the book, the author seems to have realized that the audience would be drifting away, adding a sort of intercalary chapter urging readers to "Take a Break and Write a Review."

This e-book is recommended to students in business management courses who want to list it as a book on corporate "leadership" that they've read. Since its advice is unoriginal and Delphic, it won't tell you how to succeed in business, but it could be fairly described as a summary of several cubic yards of similar books for which too many trees used to die.

Monday, March 2, 2026

Book Review: Murder on the Deck

Fair disclosure: I received a free copy of this book in exchange for an advance review...which I failed to post on Friday because I didn't schedule enough reading time. Although it came through Book Funnel, this is a full-length book, with lots of possibilities and plot twists and cozy-mystery-solving fun. It went live over the weekend. You can buy it now.

Title: Murder on the Deck

Author: Avery Kent

Date: 2026

Quote: "This is the Oceanic Emerald's first Alaskan cruise."

Have you been on an Alaskan cruise, Gentle Readers? I never have, but Avery Kent has convinced me that it would have been fun. If you enjoy travelling you will want to see the sights the characters in this book are seeing while they're plotting, committing, and solving a murder. Apart from a scene in which a police detective called Brooks grills a suspect called Dunn, adding inappropriate music to my mental image of the scene, that's the worst thing about this book :-)

(Some mystery buffs think a murder mystery needs two bodies.  This one has two bodies found on the deck, but one's only stunned.)

Loretta Lafayette is taking the cruise with her friend Alistair, his niece Amy, Amy's friend Liam, and Chester the Chihuahua. Loretta is a confirmed amateur detective but she doesn't solve murders alone. She talks through the clues with her trusted friends. Though Alistair hopes for a peaceful cruise, after two other cruises on which Loretta found murders to solve, soon a man who's been easy for a lot of people to hate is found dead on the deck. Several of the people who had reasons to hate him turn out to be on the ship, and the cozy family group are soon playing Loretta's favorite game.

If you like traditional close-mouthed detectives, Loretta's technique may put you off. If you lose patience with complicated mystery novels because you don't want to memorize the details of who was where when, you'll love Loretta and her friends. I give the novel bonus points for having Chester make an important discovery...that does not solve the mystery.

This is a delightful detective novel, and if you like it, there are many more where it came from. Kent is the author of four other series, including the two other volumes (so far) about Loretta Lafayette.

Sunday, March 1, 2026

Sunday Book Review: Living the Overcoming Life by Richardson George

Title: Living the Overcoming Life 

Author: Richardson George

Date: 2015

Quote: "This book presents practical principles for overcoming life's many challenges drawn from the life of Jesus Christ."

Of the making of inspirational sermons and Bible study books about how to lead a good Christian life, there is no end. Nor should there be. Christians love writing them, and Christians love reading them. This book is a good example of its genre.  Richardson George discusses overcoming rejection, fear, personal attacks, and other obstacles to leading a good Christian life. 

What you'll like about this book: Solid outline, focussed presentation of the author's points, and a good sound scriptural foundation all the way. 

What's not to like: I found one thing. The author does not parrot the too common advice Christians get to "Be a people person!", in defiance of the neurological fact that being "a people person" seems to be mostly a defense against a defect or damage to the brain that keeps a person from developing a healthy conscience or, usually, any other talent that involves a healthy cerebrum. "People persons" seem to live in a torture chamber of envy, resentment, and fear of other people that comes out as an obsession with getting control of other people's attention. They probably do like, and may try to reward, those who encourage their antics but their attitudes toward people who have talents and vocations, and don't reward the "people person's" demands for attention, give them away. The Bible doesn't say that they're not going to be resurrected at all, since they don't have fully human minds, but the arguments for that interpretation are credible. The way twentieth century society devolved into a support group for these wretched extroverts was one of the major obstacles that people with spiritual consciousness have to overcome..I could not recommend a book that specifically advised Christians to try to imitate these puppies in human shape, and I'm glad to report that this book doesn't do that. But it does include in its bibliography, and thereby recommend, a book with the actual title Be a People Person.

In view of the fact that the most convincing way a person who has a conscience can pass for an extrovert is to have a blood alcohol content beyond the legal limit for operating a motor vehicle, it's encouraging to note that the author is in favor of sobriety and offers sound advice for those tempted to backslide into drinking alcohol, taking drugs, shoplifting, and all the stupid little sins that tempt the very young.

The function of books like this one is not primarily to teach people things they didn't know, but to remind them of teachings they may have been tempted to overlook. Living the Overcoming Life is likely to offer a good reminder to almost any Christian in almost any situation. That means it's also a good choice to give as a gift.

Friday, February 27, 2026

Book Review: Counting Sheep

Book Review: Counting Sheep: The Log and Complete Play of Sheep on the Runway

Author: Art Buchwald

Date: 1970

Publisher: G.P. Putnam’s Sons

ISBN: none

Length: 219 pages

Illustrations: black-and-white photo insert

Quote: “Writing plays is pretty tough in Washington. Writing about anything except politics is pretty tough.”

So he wrote a play about how the American embassy destroys a small mythical Asian kingdom, not so much because the ambassador’s bratty kid wants to protest everything, nor because the embassy’s butler is a spy, but most visibly because a planeload of American “experts” want to sell the country a lot of things nobody really needs. Before the audience’s eyes, the peaceful kingdom is reduced to a banana republic whose prince has declared the whole embassy persona non grata.

Any resemblance to any small Asian countries our government was trying to help, at the time, is of course purely intentional, and the ethical acceptability of producing this play in 1970 was very questionable...but Buchwald’s light touch apparently made Sheep on the Runway acceptable. We all know the sequel: Buchwald became one of America’s best known and best loved syndicated satirists.

Sheep on the Runway, however, did not become a classic play. It went the way of almost all modern plays: it was protected by copyright laws, so while the author was waiting to sell it to Hollywood (or in this case writing witty newspaper columns) the student drama groups that keep live theatre alive, in most of the United States, were saying “We can’t afford it” and doing something by Shakespeare, or else by Gilbert & Sullivan, again. Too bad. Sheep on the Runway is quite funny.

Anyway, the book is now somewhat obscure. Many people became Buchwald fans only after Counting Sheep went off the market...Buchwald has fans who are younger than the book is. This means that, for Buchwald collectors, the book is a Rare Find.

Thursday, February 26, 2026

Book Review: The Giant

Book Review: The Giant

Author: William Pène du Bois

Date: 1954, 1970

Publisher: Viking

ISBN: none

Length: 124 pages

Illustrations: black-and-white drawings by the author

Quote: “My first instructions to the lad were ferociously firm and severe. ‘You must not pick up anybody without the person’s permission’...”

William Pène du Bois dedicated this one to “My Big Friend I. Lawrence Richter.” It’s a simple story about the point in an impossibly enormous toddler’s life when the Giant begins to learn to talk to normal-sized humans. Pène du Bois couldn’t resist drawing gadgets and contraptions to fit the impossible story, but the story seems also to have been shaped by empathy for the social isolation being larger than, say, 6’6” or 250 pounds tends to impose upon people.

He also couldn’t resist giving the story a touch of sophistication: the narrator, who is American, meets the Giant, who is Spanish, while both are touring the capital cities of Europe. The text is sprinkled with foreign words and descriptions of quaint buildings and exotic menus.

If you’re aware that, according to various laws of physics, it’s impossible for a human body to grow big enough to pick up live elephants and play with them as if they were puppies, suspending disbelief long enough to enjoy The Giant may be hard. Then again, a bit of preposterous imagination might help a normal, fast-growing child feel a little less awkward about being only two or three inches taller than everyone else at school.

All this author’s books were to some extent picture books, and appeal to art collectors as well as to children. 

Wednesday, February 25, 2026

Book Review: The Pink Motel

I searched the Internet. Today a row of six little pink cabins on the beach is hard to find in Florida, because so much of the beach has been filled with big expensive hotel buildings...and yes, some of the big ones are pink! In real life, a pink motel has turned out to be a viable idea.


Photo from Google.

Title: The Pink Motel

Author: Carol Ryrie Brink

Date: 1959

Publisher: Macmillan

ISBN: none

Length: 183 pages

Illustrations: drawings by Sheila Greenwald

Quote: “Although they had been warned in advance, the Mellens were also astonished by the color of the motel...It was pink, pink, PINK.”

There’s plenty of nonsense in this tale of the bland Northern family who inherit the flamingo-pink motel building. There’s even a fictional motif I usually hate—the plot where the ten-year-old is the only one who notices or understands something any competent adult would have noticed or understood first—which becomes tolerable, in this book, because it’s deliberately exaggerated for comedy purposes. But it’s not pure nonsense; The Pink Motel is also a satire about conformity, and probably also about McCarthyism.

This is a comic satire about people who try to be sensible, inconspicuous, and predictable at all times, and therefore either fail to see what’s right under their noses, or else use their own superficial conformity to take advantage of anyone who believes conformity is good. Children and eccentric senior citizens have to rescue people like the Mellen parents from crimes, even though the crimes are both preposterously petty and preposterously obvious, because the Mellen parents have mental blind spots for anything unexpected. Kirby and Bitsy Mellen want to consult their parents when things look suspicious to them, but their parents keep telling them not to be silly—well-dressed, icily polite men with bulges under their coats can’t be carrying concealed weapons, and so on.

Kirby, Bitsy, and their parents have inherited the motel and its guests from an eccentric uncle. Kirby’s buddy, nicknamed “Big” because he’s the smallest in his family, speaks an outdated dialect but knows more about living in Florida than any other character in the book. Bitsy’s buddy, Sandra, has been trained to sit still “with her nose in the air” by her rich conformist parents, but the other children liven her up.

Then there’s Miss Ferry, whose shrewdness and ability to produce snacks out of nowhere suggest that she may be a “fairy” or wizard, and Mr. Carver, a very wise penniless eccentric wood carver, and Marvello, a depressed stage magician, and Miss DeGree, who will become the damsel in distress, and Mr. Black and Mr. Locke, who ooze criminality to such an extent that only conformists like the children’s parents would trust them for a second. Then there’s the baby alligator...

Carol Ryrie Brink is best known for realistic family stories that were based on facts, like Family Grandstand, Mademoiselle Misfortune, Two Are Better than One, and most of all the Newbery Award story of Caddie Woodlawn. Not all readers who liked those books appreciated The Pink Motel. Brink had written other whimsical stories in the doesn’t-have-to-make-sense-as-long-as-it’s-funny mode, however, like Baby Island and The Highly Trained Dogs of Professor Petit; and some of her readers liked her in both modes.

Today, The Pink Motel is an obscure children’s classic...and my copy definitely shows the effects of fifty years of enjoyment by children. 

Tuesday, February 24, 2026

Book Review: Don't Sit Under the Grits Tree with Anyone Else but Me

Book Review: Don’t Sit Under the Grits Tree with Anyone Else but Me

Author: Lewis Grizzard

Date: 1981

Publisher: Warner Books

ISBN: none

Length: 289 pages

Quote: “First, go out to your grits tree arnd pick a peck of grits.”

Grits are the peeled inner hearts of corn kernels. (Ever tried to peel a corn kernel? Traditionally it was done by soaking the corn in wood-ash lye.) Lewis Grizzard wrote many fact-based columns, some of which are reprinted in Don’t Sit Under the Grits Tree, but his “True Grits” column (page 83) is pure nonsense. There are other silly columns scattered through this book, like the advice from “Dr. Feelbad” for hypochondriacs, or the “Drinkin’ Wine” column, which seems intended to sound as if Grizzard had drunk a lot of wine before writing.

Then there are the serious reactions to actual news, like the column Grizzard, who otherwise couldn’t quite forgive Ronald Reagan for having run against Jimmy Carter, wrote after President Reagan was shot. Some people thought Grizzard did “goofy” better than he did sincere columns about people he admired or missed, but he wrote plenty of sincere columns. This book contains columns on behalf of dog owners who ran afoul of new leash laws, people who were out of jobs and money, writers whose books Grizzard wanted to launch, and several tributes to athletes and local celebrities.

Knowing that Grizzard was suffering from the hereditary condition that killed him, and refused to try to buy time by practicing better health habits, lends a special poignancy to the articles he wrote in defense of unhealthy pleasures. “Take This Salad Bar and Shove It.” “White Bread or Bust.” “Refill Time in Heaven.” These are the essays of a thirty-year-old man who, at forty, would be writing that a good bowel movement had become more satisfying and memorable to him than sex was; in his early fifties he would be dead. He always knew it. Like P.J. O’Rourke’s eco-hog persona, Grizzard’s junkfood-hog persona is best appreciated as a way of whistling in the dark.

The fact that many of these columns are more than thirty years old, by now, lends a touch of nostalgia to the cover of my copy, which identifies the book as “The New Bestseller.” It’s a nostalgia trip for all who ever voted for Jimmy Carter, drove a 1957 Chevy or wanted to, yelled “How’bout them Dawgs” in a crowd or wanted to, thought “nekkid” deserved to be considered a separate word from “naked,” copied Richard Petty’s mustache and glasses or dated a man who did, doubted that any word processor would ever work as well as a Royal Standard typewriter, or found it necessary to tell someone what Slim Jims are.

If you have not had these Southern-Preppie-baby-boomer experiences, but would like to grow up to avoid foot-in-mouth moments like Joe Biden’s claim that FDR did press conferences on television, reading Grizzard’s books will help. For many people in cyberspace, books like Don’t Sit Under the Grits Tree may provide the same sort of pleasure that reading Dorothy Parker, Will Rogers, and “Pogo” cartoons give me. And until time machines become reality, there’ll never be a more enjoyable way to study history. Therefore, this book is warmly recommended, not only to those who get all the references, but perhaps especially to those who don’t.

Monday, February 23, 2026

Book Review: Going Rogue

Book Review: Going Rogue

Author: Sarah Palin

Date: 2009

Publisher: Harper Collins

ISBN: 978-0-06-193989-1

Length: 403 pages

Illustrations: photo sections

Quote: “The way forward is to stand and fight.”

Fair disclosure: I’m not a real fan of Sarah Palin’s. I do respect her calculated decision to hand her political opponents what I think ought to be the most discrediting thing about her: her position on the use and sale of natural resources.

I will now display my moral superiority to most people who call themselves liberals these days. I admit: I never dug up the facts to debate Palin’s position on the most controversial issue in her campaign. I find her position philosophically reprehensible, and feel emotionally that beating her in a fair debate ought to be doable, but without being paid to do it I didn't try it. But I think the greater shame goes to the Democrats for not even trying to fight Palin clean. If anything could make a “Green” non-Alaskan think that there might be some actual reason for chanting “Drill, baby, drill,” it would be this left-wing pusillanimity. I say forget about her lipstick (if I lived in Alaska I’d pile it on too, and I’m a woman who, living in Virginia, seldom manages to use up an Avon lipstick sample before it melts) and focus on defeating “Drill Baby” in a reasonable, a self-respecting way.

In Going Rogue, Palin reveals more of her strategy for deflecting cheap, mean attacks by making them on herself first,. She claims authorship of some of the cheapest of the shots taken at her, including “Sarahcuda” and “pit bull with lipstick.” She might have learned the trick from observing W Bush, who authorized, if he didn’t compose, some of the cheapest shots about his intelligence.

A large part of Going Rogue analyzes how party headquarters’ attempts to “market” Palin and McCain may have cost them votes. Along the way, Palin also corrects some of the rumors we’ve heard.

During the campaign, Palin was identified as a single mother. In the book, she replies with a wisecrack: “Have they seen Todd?” I turn to the photo section. I think it’s a good thing, actually, that women have never been able to reach a consensus about the relative attractiveness of other people’s husbands.

Going Rogue also gives people who don’t like Palin’s position, or any number of her positions, reasons to like her. Dana Bash is quoted as publicizing one of the best. “McCain sources say Palin has gone off-message several times...she labeled robo-calls—recorded messages often used to attack a candidate’s opponent—‘irritating’ even as the campaign defended their use.” I have to give “the campaign” points for remembering not to call me at home, not ever, unless you (a) are paying for my time, including phone time, or (b) have a “phone appointment,” or (c) are having a personal emergency and need my help. I wasn’t aware that Senator McCain had defended this nuisance; I wasn’t aware that any sane person could. But if the Democrats really couldn’t challenge Palin on facts, which is hard to believe, can’t they at least give us a campaign without “robo-calls”?

Other writers may find their bonding-with-Sarah moment on page 322: “The special needs coordinator also called...to say that we should no longer use the term ‘special needs people’ because special needs families find it offensive.” Maybe we need a special campaign to stamp out p.c. censorship.

The book also explains the names of the Palin children...admit it, you wanted to know. You wanted to read Going Rogue. That’s why it became a bestseller.

On the whole, book sales have probably been good for Palin; in the book she comes across as a likable person. Is this good for the country? Well...somebody should have beaten Obama in 2012, and it wouldn't have been Mitt Romney (who suggested the most un-American and loathsome features of Obamacare). Considering the way the mass media distorted Palin’s image (the “single mother” bit was, according to this book, an outright lie) I think it’s definitely good that people are reading her book. We may not want Drill Baby in the White House but we need a good solid proof of just how unreliable broadcast news stories can be. 

Book Review for 1.22.26: Family Walk

Trigger warning for some: Christian content. Actually a newer Christian book review should have been here on Sunday. Well, this is the review that is here.

Title: Family Walk

Editor: Bruce H. Wilkinson

Date: 1991

Publisher: Zondervan

ISBN: 0-310-54241-3

Length: 276 pages

Illustrations: cartoons by Martha Campbell

Quote: “You’ll never run out of the riches of wisdom.”

In 1976, Bible teacher Bruce Wilkinson organized Walk Thru the Bible Ministries in Portland, Oregon. In 1978, he moved to Atlanta, Georgia, where his ministry really took off. In this 1991 devotional book, he reports that the organization has trained over 200 teachers to read the Bible with over a million students, in 21 countries, in 30 languages.

Family Walk is designed for short, simple family meditations. In between “New States” and “Christmas,” with strategically placed chapters on Easter, Thanksgiving, and Christmas music, parents are free to move around among Worship, Holiness, Leisure, Success, Angels, Love, Listening, Proverbs, Peace, Serving, Growth, Mankind, New Life, Prayer, Joy, Gentleness, God, Creativity, courage, (the Epistle of St.) James, Sin, Meditation, Humility, Money, Reading, Faithfulness, Heaven, Good News, Patience, Memory, Forgiveness, Church, Commandments, Learning, Peer Pressure, Honesty, the Holy Spirit, Suffering, Anger, Youth, Endurance, God’s Names, Contentment, Values, Goals, Fear of the Lord, and Giving.

Each of these chapters contains five one-page meditations on short passages from the Bible, suitable for use at breakfast or after dinner,. There’s a question, an answer, a short-short story, a Bible verse to look up, usually more verses quoted in the text, and a paragraph or two of commentary, which may include a song, poem, or cartoon.

Although it’s more Protestant than Catholic, the book is meant for interdenominational use, and one note to parents suggests, “If vacation travel permits, expose your family to the richness of worship experiences by attending a service at another church.”

Some of the stories are commonplace: a boy’s mother “watched him slam the gate, kick two garbage cans, and angrily shove his dog” and act surly all evening until “the truth came out. He was mad at himself for failing a math test.” Others are taken from history. Randomly flipping through my copy, I notice brief stories about George Müller’s orphanage ministry, Haralan Popov’s book Tortured for His Faith, Nicky Cruz’s conversion, Amy Carmichael’s mission, and Abraham Lincoln’s brainstorming process.

Few Christians will find anything really offensive in this book, although those who know that pumpkins are one variety of squash may chortle over the phrase “squash pie cleverly disguised as pumpkin.”

Family Walk is recommended to any family who would like to study Bible teachings without bogging down in the ancient history and genealogies. It is as suitable for adults who feel “young in the faith” as it is for children and teenagers. 

Book Review for 1.20.26: The View from Chivo

I had intended to review some new books by now, but guess what happened just after the week with no laptop at all? Next Kindle "updated" in such a way that even the new book I had made time to read, review, and schedule a review for its actual publication date in May, was suddenly "old, incompatible," and unable to be opened. So here is a nice review of a vintage book.

Title: The View from Chivo

Author: H. Allen Smith

Date: 1971

Publisher: Trident (Simon & Schuster)

ISBN: none

Length: 275 pages

Quote: “Their festivals were organized...around the most important industrial or agricultural products of their areas. Chivo County didn’t have any.”

H. Allen Smith was a comic writer who enjoyed great success in the mid-twentieth century. It’s not hard to guess why he fell out of favor. He could be comical on many levels at a time, but his comedy always relied on politically incorrect stereotypes.

Since my stereotype is that Texans consider themselves above whining about being ridiculed, in the way members of some other groups might whine, I propose as an example this wisecrack: “The four greatest pleasures afforded by life, in the code of the Texan (according to a study made by Dr. Dewey D. Mook, the distinguished Oklahoma psychotechnologist) are (1) outsmarting an opponent, preferably a close relative, in a business deal; (2) being seen in church; (3) sexual gratification, and (4) full participation in community festivals.”

As late as 1971 the code of the American Who Wished to Be Credited with a Sense of Humor, which was just about every American, mandated that Texans must laugh first, loudest, and longest at this kind of jokes. Social change took place rather quickly. Smith had similar jokes about other demographic groups, too. As long as people were being stereotyped as quirky but not, y'know, loathsome, it was all supposed to be funny.

Anyway, The View from Chivo is one of a series of slapstick comedies describing the adventures of a super-rich cat, his young-rich-and-gorgeous human guardians, and the small-town types they meet while travelling with the cat, and they’re all stereotyped in what have since become offensive ways. Of course, stereotypes aren’t the only jokes. There are literary jokes, mock histories, mock quotations. There are awful puns, as when an old man doesn’t react to being called a “windbreaker,” so the rude person elucidates further: “old gasbag.” There are oldfashioned “dirty jokes,” as told by middle school boys who lump sex, digestion, and all bodily illnesses together as gross-outs. There are perhaps unintended anachronisms: a character described as young in 1971 was deploring an Italian tour guide’s unfamiliarity with American authors in 1951. There’s some classic vintage ridicule of rock music, and scenes and lyrics to prove that if this book had been made into a movie the soundtrack would have contained plenty of rock music.There are author-intrusive self-deprecations: an elaborate description of scenery ends with “It takes a lot out of a man to write like that!”; a compound-complex sentence segues into “look at that sentence if I’m not careful I’ll start writing like that guy Faulkner and win the Nobel Prize...” Eventually all these jokes coalesce into a sort of slapstick-comedy plot, although it remains, consistently, more slapstick than plot.

It never happened, never could have happened, and wasn’t even made into a movie...but if you enjoy totally unfashionable jokes, The View from Chivo should be good for several days’ worth of chuckles.

Saturday, February 21, 2026

New Book Review: A Cupcake to Die For

Title: A Cupcake to Die For

Author: Camilla Clove

Date: 2025

Quote: "The scream cut through the sea breeze just as I was about to take my first bite of Aunt Mira's lavender cupcake."

One of Aunt Mira's friends and customers has just been murdered with an overdose of medication. Jasmine, who just came back from the city to inherit an uncle's business, wants to prove her family and friends innocent. The mystery's not very hard to solve but, after all, this short story is only an introduction to a series of longer stories. 

The names of several characters and the bakery's specialties give this story a whiff of Middle Eastern flavor--Syrian? Lebanese?--but in one important way it strikes me as an American story. Jasmine is fairly young and single. In this book she meets a nice police officer who takes care of the murderer, but it's traditional that if there is a love interest in mystery novels it develops slowly...and in this one we're told that in the next volume Jasmine is going to meet another nice single man. How many eligible bachelors are going to be useful contacts for solving mysteries before Jasmine settles down with one of them? Remains to be seen.  

Wednesday, February 18, 2026

Book Review: Circle of Fire Book 1 In Pakistan

Title: Circle of Fire, Book 1, In Pakistan

Author: Andrew Anzur Clement

Date: 2024

Quote: "I moved...to Karachi, with my uncle, to work as servants for two gora families."

This series of recent historical fiction is a dystopia in real life: it's set in present-time Afghanistan, so torn by civil war that nobody can trust anybody. Hafizullah, son of a Taliban leader, and Jan, son of a Polish defense contractor, and Kelly, daughter of an American contractor, aren't friends at the beginning of the story, though on the second or third page Hafizullah describes Jan as having become "closer than a friend, more like a brother" before it's done. Hafizullah resents being a servant even though it turns out to be his cover in a spy operation, and Jan probably is the arrogant gora (allied foreign) jackass Hafizullah calls him. Kelly has an immune deficiency condition and is sheltered and overprotected, though she turns out to be brave and tough. In the course of this story Hafizullah will marry a girl called Zlaikha, also brave and tough; she and Kelly will start to bond by the end of this story, after all of them have spent a lot of time trekking through the desert and have watched their fathers or father-substitutes die. None of them seems close to their mothers, which is probably intentional; at least readers don't have to watch the characters watch their mothers die.

Many teenagers like grim, bitter stories that make the reader feel tough. Well, this is one. I'm not a big fan of dystopian fiction but there's something to be said for gritty stories of dystopian reality. 

What you won't like is that this is only Book 1 of a longish series and you'll have to read the other volumes to know how the characters get to where they are when Hafizullah starts narrating the first chapter of this book.

Tuesday, February 17, 2026

Book Review: A Dash of Murder

Title: A Dash of Murder

Author: Pearl Parsons

Date: 2025

Quote: "The road sign ahead...a battered wooden post with three arrows pointing in different directions... simply sat there...pointing left."

So Sylvia turns left. As it turns out, the country inn she's inherited is located in a different town than the one she reaches by turning left; she should have followed a different arrow. As a guest at someone else's inn, she's instantly drawn into a circle of quiet friendliness and warmth, then as suddenly--when the electricity goes out--flung into a murder mystery. Well, it's not first-degree murder, but one of the nice people in the town she's visiting does unthinkingly kill another one. And he injures the dog that has befriended Sylvia.

A lot of thought went into this cozy mystery. Not just lining up the clues, but thinking about the people (including the dog) and their lives and feelings. In the series of longer mysteries she's plotting, Parsons wants readers to know, she intends to think about the people as if she were Dorothy Sayers.

If Dorothy Sayers' are just about the only murder mysteries you like, you'll probably want the series that follow this mini-book.  

Monday, February 16, 2026

Book Review: A Taste for Murder

Title: A Taste for Murder

Author: Daisy Belle

Date: 2024

Quote: "You finally drum up the courage to reopen Granny's bakery, and one of your first customers kicks the bucket."

Not seriously suspected of poisoning the mean-mouthed critic's cream puff, Samantha still feels a need to find out whodunit. The trouble is that several people had motives to want the victim dead. None of them seemed violent. Can Samantha find out which of them is violent before that person kills again?

This being a cozy mystery, she'll have a confession in 24 hours or less. I think the pace of this short-short e-book diminishes its credibility, but it's only a fictional, theoretical puzzle to solve anyway.  

Sunday, February 15, 2026

Book Review: What You Need to Know About Masons

This review has been sitting on the computer for a while. The book was given to me by an Insane Admirer. The late gentleman known to cyberspace as my Significant Other was belonged to a "Shriner" group. What the book actually says is that these groups can become corrupt and unchristian, of course, not that they all do. 

Title: What You Need to Know About Masons

Author: Ed Decker

Date: 1992

Publisher: Harvest House

ISBN: 0-89081-945-9

Length: 218 pages

Quote: “I discovered from an angry church deacon that the ritual of the Masonic Lodge was the actual foundation of the LDS Temple ritual.”

What you need to know about Masons, or what you’ll learn about them from reading this fictional exposé, is that they’re a group of human beings. Any group of human beings has the potential to go bad. Any organized group of human beings that has a formal structure, “rituals,” hierarchy, and long-term establishment, has the potential to become an evil personality cult. Decker reiterates throughout the book that this doesn’t mean every men’s group is a cult—only that some can be.

Although he did extensive research (which he describes) for this book, Decker was obligated to present his research in the form of a story that shows How Bad It Can Get when a social club enjoys a lot of influence in a small town. A young minister, invited to join the local lodge, objects to Pagan-inclusive language in a Masonic ritual and immediately locks horns with his father-in-law. Lodge members call for the removal of the minister. People in the church take sides. Violence erupts. A building burns down, and “being overinsured...he may not have lit the match, but no Mason in Badger Lake is going to burn down a building insured by Roy Wallace [the father-in-law] without first getting his okay.” The minister wins the congregation over by keeping his temper and being charitable, and eventually gets his job back.

It could be worse. Wallace is portrayed as a stubborn, cantankerous old man, not a real cult leader; encouraging someone to overinsure a warehouse and burn it down is as low as he’d go. The minister objects to invocations of Pagan gods, not the vice that has been uncovered in some investigations of actual lodges. There’s no suggestion that the fictional Masons of Badger Lake practice sodomy or prostitution, or even buy elections. Decker’s intention is not to turn people against the friendly Shriners in their neighborhood, but to make people pray for the Shriners’ souls. No harm is likely to be done by praying for people’s souls; therefore this should be a harmless book.

Who needs to read What You Need to Know About Masons? Probably men who have joined a club, marched in a parade, or taken up a collection for a children’s hospital, and been invited to consider “a higher degree” of Freemasonry. These men may appreciate Decker’s warning that, while most lodges simply dedicate themselves to God, some “higher level” rituals identify God with Baal, Jupiter, Osiris and other unsavory characters from ancient mythology. To most who participate in such rituals, an invocation of Jupiter probably seems less like initiation into a real Pagan cult than like riding a child’s tricycle in a parade, but some men of scrupulous conscience may want to back away.

Plenty of mainstream novels have portrayed the potential for any kind of social group to turn into a personality cult festering with vice and violence. Serious documentaries have exposed how it’s happened in social clubs, religious groups, therapy groups, corporate offices, and even, notoriously, the Nixon White House. I don’t see a need for Masons to complain about this little reminder that their organization is as vulnerable as any other. 

Book Review: Fire in the Whole

Title: Fire in the Whole

Author: Robert G. Callahan

Date: 2024

Publisher: Westminster John Knox

ISBN: 978 16469 84053

Quote: "I can call myself a survivor of racialized spiritual abuse."

So he can. So, in this book, he does. He does not convince me that he's survived whatever he endured long enough to have reached any really edifying insights. This web site's goal is to encourage living writers; I want to encourage this one to pursue some further lines of thought that might have given this book more lasting value than it gets from his engaging "writing voice."

Robert Callahan is an evangelical Christian who left his church, apparently, because he fell for the Very Fine People Hoax. A racist group attended a pro-Trump rally; Trump said there were very fine people at the rally; Democrats immediately began screaming, and Callahan apparently believed, that then-candidate Trump meant the racist group, specifically, as distinct from the other people who had organized the rally, which of course were the ones Trump obviously meant. 

Callahan had survived numerous race-related microtraumas before the Obama administration, which led Black Americans to expect that all race conflict was going to be over, and left them feeling disappointed as a new wave of race riots broke out. He claims that that was what started him turning against the church he had been attending, that the Very Fine People Hoax was the last straw. He also asks readers to believe that he thought people's shift from tweeting "#BlackLivesMatter" meant that they didn't think Black lives mattered all that much, really--as distinct from "Black Lives Matter" having been registered as the name of a specific group many of us didn't want to support. The publishing process is slow. This book was published in 2024 yet, apart from a few throwaway references to COVID, it reads as if it were written in September 2016.

He doesn't say whether people at his church tried patiently correcting his facts, which as he presents them are subject to a good deal of correction. He says he's embraced a reasonable, nonviolent, justified anger at the church he left. 

So be it, you might say. Many people have left many churches for good reasons and bad ones. I'd place Callahan in the category of people who've left for bad reasons, though he may have had better reasons that were too personal to be discussed in a book. What he tells us is basically that he left a right-wing church because his politics are left-wing. For hyped-up, specious reasons unsupported by facts. It is possible to be a left-winger for reasons based on legitimate facts, even if those facts are as specific to the individual as George Stephanopoulos' story (in All Too Human) that he replied to advertisements for jobs with both parties during the 1988 election, and joined the party that offered him a job. Callahan became obsessed with a claim that was made for rhetorical reasons and easily refuted. 

What he describes is a political, not a spiritual, journey. He makes the valid point that some Christians, the ones I like to call churchians, aren't characterized by outstanding love of their neighbor. However, his quest for any new fellowship was not guided by the Bible; in fact, he tells us, he stopped reading the Bible because it reminded him of the people who had emotionally abused him by voting for Trump. 

Or by being socially inept. So many Black Americans' real grievance against their White neighbors seems to be based in a fantasy that White Americans are or ought to be perfect. Callahan fixates on an incident where a White church lady didn't make conversation with him easily. She and he had taken their children to the local playground, greeted each other casually, then realized that they were acquainte from church. The woman's feet beat retreat in what, since she fled into a building where White men were standing, seemed to Callahan a racist way. Maybe it was; I don't know the woman. But Callahan doesn't prove that her thinking was closer to "That cannibal from Africa wants to eat my child" than it was to "That Democrat wants to pick a political argument" or "That trial lawyer is likely to make me sound stupid." 

What White people so often find ourselves defending to our Black friends is that most White people are not, in fact, haters; are, in fact, more likely to be socially awkward or inattentive, when they want all Americans to enjoy equal rights and opportunities but either don't know what an acquaintance expects or don't think the acquaintance's expectations are reasonable. Haters are rare. Socially awkward and/or inattentive White people are common. Small towns are full of White people who are afraid, not even always without some reason, to talk to their own White cousins in public because "S/He is so much 'smarter,' went so much further in school, I don't know what to say to him/her." I've observed this pattern of behavior among biracial Americans, and am credibly informed that it's been seen even among Black Americans.

Callahan is a good enough writer, with a snarky enough sense of humor and intriguing enough lists of references, to keep me reading along, hoping the book improves. Does he, for example, realize that although fair treatment for Black Americans is not a partisan political issue, the only steps toward it he seems to recognize are partisan political issues? Does he turn to his Bible and notice the odd mix of separatism and humanitarianism in its texts, and even, perhaps, organize group studies of the humanitarian messages that run throughout the Bible? Does he...? Long story short; he doesn't. He owns his righteous anger and grief at the kind of "White Christianity" that preferred to ignore the incidents cited as triggers for riots. That's as far as he gets. He's written this book from the position of being stuck in unpleasant emotions, not having any step toward emotional resolution or societal solutions in mind.

It would be possible for this to have been a really useful study of how evangelical Christianity can be Bible-based, true to its traditional doctrine, and also supportive of Black or other minority-American believers. Well...too bad. This is documentation of how a Black man who was old enough to know better let himself be emotionally manipulated by a callous political group and has spent eight years repeating campaign falsehoods. 

I'm disappointed. I was supposed to have received an advance review copy of this book in 2024. It probably arrived in a form Amazon had decided to stop supporting; I never received a readable review copy, but I received at least two things that might have been meant to be copies of this book. Other people gave the book favorable reviews; it's still on its publishers' lists. The publishers kindly sent me a copy now that the book's been published. But where are the insights into anything beyond party-line hype and hysteria, for which I've waited for two years? There aren't any. Robert Turner's Creating a Culture of Repair was rich with possibly good ideas, a book-length brainstorming about what people can do to demonstrate, accept, and cultivate good will. Robert Callahan's Fire in the Whole is devoid of ideas that don't boil down to a trendy but unhelpful "I just can't stand Republicans."

The story of how Callahan comes to understand that he's been politically exploited, turns back to the Bible, and commits to having a solid relationship with his own Black family as an emotional base for coping with the cluelessness of whatever White people he chooses to claim as friends, is the story he has to write that will be worth reading. Unfortunately he's not written that one yet.

He could profitably pursue the topic of separatism and unity in the Bible. Both Jews and Christians are told "Come out from among them and be separate" in the Old and New Testament, but they are also told, "You shall not oppress a foreigner," told that the blessing of the Sabbath is to be shared with "the foreigners within your gates," told that foreigners who accepted their religious beliefs were to be accepted into the community as equals and allowed to marry into the best of families, and so on, all the way up to the statement that "In Christ there is neither...Jew nor Greek, bond nor free." The Bible says a great deal that ought to have inspired or at least influenced whatever people did about the incidents that triggers race riots. 

In some cases--and I think this is behind some of the harsh judgments of White women in recent anti-ICE demonstrations: White Christians feel more free to say it to people they see as like themselves--Christians might observe that, however unfairly they were treated, people like Rodney King ought to have been obeying applicable laws; as should the policemen who beat him. A hundred years ago, in many cases, Christians should have been (and sometimes were) the ones shouting most loudly that "in Christ" ethnic identity means nothing, that any practice of injustice toward any demographic group is taking people "out of Christ." Today that particular sin is less common and, for that reason, much less tolerable. Our grandparents or great-grandparents might have been in mortal danger if they'd said anything about the Black patient left to bleed out in front of a White hospital. Today all most of us are even required to do about race prejudice is to say, "They were here first," or, "While we particularly look for stories that add cultural diversity to our web site, all manuscripts are read in the order received before the cut-off point." Some churchgoers may, however, need further encouragement to say those easy things.

In some cases Christians might ask ourselves where we went wrong. While being legally White, I've been told--by churchgoers!--"You're stupid to try to build a business by hard work these days. A smart person would find a government grant to exploit." Now we see White Christians waxing indignant at the sheer magnitude of Somali immigrants' exploitation of government grants. Why did they all open day care services? Because government grants were offered to people opening day care services. Naturally there's no reference to this item in a book that was published in 2024, but I, as a legally White person with "background," would like to know which White Christians guided the Somalis to keep those day care centers open after the friends' children for whom they'd provided any day care they ever did were grown up. Yes, it was exploitative. Yes, abusive. Yes, taking money away from blind people and combat veterans and cancer survivors. And I'm 99% sure that some White Christians encouraged them to do it. Let them stand forth and confess. 

There are a lot of things White Christians might feel moved to do, after reading the Bible, or Creating a Culture of Repair, or the Big Book of Alcoholics Anonymous, or any number of other things. They might even ask Black or other "minority" Christians to guide them; they might even ask introvert Christians to guide them in making reparations to us, and Heaven speed the day. The danger with Fire in the Whole is that, because the Democratic Party has used hyped-up, often insincere, emotionality as a rhetorical device too often in recent years, all they'll feel moved to do after reading this book is ask for refunds. Because about all it tells them they can do is vote...for a party that has yet to find its way after inflicting poverty and race riots on Black and White Americans alike? How's that supposed to help?

An occupational hazard of Callahan's day job is that it encourages skill in making accusations at the expense of skill in saying anything more uplifting. Perhaps, as a balance to writing accusations, he should practice writing "daily devotions." Write things that tell a White American undergraduate, trying to pay bills and tuition on a student-labor job, how to practice the good will person feels toward per Black classmates. Tell a White American combat veteran, motivated to learn to walk on his "peg" but not guaranteed a full-time job when he learns, how he can become his Black neighbors' friend. Tell a White American grandmother, rearing three grandchildren, how to make Black Americans feel welcome in her little restaurant. (Most White Americans do not consider themselves rich, nor are they perceived as rich by other Americans.) Write for real people, as the individuals God made them, not the demographic groups that exist in the minds of leftist political theorists. Then I can celebrate his talent for writing by pointing to a book that people will feel better, and be better, for reading. And Heaven speed the day.

Friday, February 13, 2026

Book Review: The Mystery of the Cupboard

Title: The Mystery of the Cupboard

Author: Lynne Reid Banks

Date: 1993

Publisher: Morrow

ISBN: 0-688-12138-1

Length: 246 pages

Illustrations: pencil drawings by Tom Newsom

Quote: “She was some kind of actress back around the time of the First World War. Going on the stage in those days was considered fairly wicked.”

This is the concluding volume of a four-book series about a little boy called Omri whose toys come to life when locked in the magic cupboard. He’s still a little boy, but he’s become quite mature through his relationships with his miniature adults, including the soldiers. Omri has, however, observed only the most family-filtered effects of his toys’ sexuality, as when a miniature man turns out to have a wife and child. Now he’s old enough to learn about the effects of sex by discovering the long-hidden diaries of his “wicked” aunt, who made the cupboard magic.

Reviews of books that were published in sequence usually say that it’s possible to enjoy this book without reading the ones that came before it. In the case of The Mystery of the Cupboard I’m not sure that that’s true. There’s a lot of back-story behind this novel. Moreover, the series reads as if it were written for one or more growing children: The Indian in the Cupboard was a story for middle school students, but The Mystery of the Cupboard is much more of a story for adults who still enjoy whimsy enough to want to know how the author tied up the loose ends from The Indian in the Cupboard. I’d think twice about handing volume four of this series to the average child who’d enjoyed volume one. 

Wednesday, February 11, 2026

Book Review: Out of Practice

Title: Out of Practice

Author: Piper Finley

Date: 2025

Publisher: House of King

Quote: "Well, if anyone can spot early recovery signs, it's you."

Emma is a physical therapist who thinks outside the "box" both of hospital practice and of her stuffy boyfriend's social expectations. 

Although it was marketed as a romance, this "prequel" to a series of romances is actually what I used to call an anti-romance, and wish there were more of. "Book boyfriends" are usually about as believable, or not, as their "book girlfriends," but the whole idea that physical attractions always lead to happily-ever-after is not believable. Don't any of these women, I used to think after reading a few of what used to present themselves as novels "with a love interest" and read like romances, ever notice that even men who look attractive aren't necessarily all that we ever wanted in life? Where are the stories about the relationships that don't have to lack good will, but are not and will never be True Love? Publishers used to allow women to be rescued from marrying Mr. Wrong only by meeting Mr. Right, and romance publishers, especially, didn't make a clear difference between the two.

So, Out of Practice ends with a promise that Emma is going to meet Mr. Right in the first full-sized novel in the series; what happens in this mini-book is that she recognizes that the co-worker she's been claiming as a boyfriend is not someone she wants to marry. Hospital protocols are too narrow to work for some of her patients, and his family, although apparently a good family, are too image-conscious to offer much hope that living with them will be fun. 

As a woman who likes to read what other women really think about life and relationships, I liked this novel. Women who like to read romance novels as a marital aid may want to skip ahead to the full-length book about Emma and the man she will decide to marry.