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READINGFEBRUARY 2007

14940. (Thomas Jef­fer­son) Orig­i­nal Draft of the Dec­la­ra­tion of Inde­pen­dence [arti­cle]
14941. [4] (Thomas Jef­fer­son, et. al.) The Dec­la­ra­tion of Inde­pen­dence [arti­cle]
14942. (Orson Scott Card) Empire
14943. (Antho­ny Sha­did) With Iran Ascen­dant, U. S. is Seen At Fault ― Arab Allies in Region
. . . . . Feel­ing Pres­sure [arti­cle]
14944. (Gar­ry Wills) At Ease, Mr. Pres­i­dent [arti­cle]
(William Tenn) The Sev­en Sexes:
. . . . 14945. (William Tenn) Author’s Note [pref­ace]
. . . . 14946. (William Tenn) Child’s Play [sto­ry]
. . . . 14947. (William Tenn) The Malt­ed Milk Mon­ster [sto­ry]
. . . . 14948. [2](William Tenn) Errand Boy [sto­ry]
. . . . 14949. (William Tenn) The House Duti­ful [sto­ry]
. . . . 14950. (William Tenn) Mis­tress Sary [sto­ry]
. . . . 14951. (William Tenn) Sanc­tu­ary [sto­ry]
. . . . 14952. (William Tenn) Venus and the Sev­en Sex­es [sto­ry]
. . . . 14953. (William Tenn) Bernie the Faust [sto­ry]
14954. (William Irwin Thomp­son) Pas­sages About Earth [sto­ry]
14955. (Tony Tay­lor) See­ing the Writ­ing on the Wall Graf­fi­ti in His­to­ry — from Pom­peii to Belfast

14957. (Mervin Peake) Titus Alone
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14957. (Mervyn Peake) Titus Alone

I got tremen­dous plea­sure fin­ish­ing Mervin Peake’s enig­matic fan­tasy series. I was warned that the last vol­ume would be a dis­ap­point­ment, but when I got around to it, I did not think it so. It’s true that it has a sig­nif­i­cantly dif­fer­ent “feel” from the first two, and shifts focus to oth­er mat­ters. Peake was near death, and quite ill, when he wrote it, so it con­tains some laps­es in style and inter­nal incon­sis­ten­cies. But it does not mer­it the scorn it faced on pub­li­ca­tion, or the dis­missal it gets from fans of Gor­meng­hast. Titus, who is more or less a place-mark­er in the imag­is­tic maze of the first vol­umes, acquires much more of an inter­nal voice Titus Alone. The issues and imagery of this vol­ume curi­ously antic­i­pate the cyber­punk and steam­punk styles of a half cen­tury later.

14940. [2] (Thomas Jefferson) Original Draft of the Declaration of Independence [article] 14941. [7] (Thomas Jefferson, et. al.) The Declaration of Independence [article]

I have not yet seen Gary Wills’ renowned study of the Dec­la­ra­tion. But I did read Carl Becker’s work on the same sub­ject when I was a kid. I have made a small rep­u­ta­tion by try­ing to show the glob­al ori­gins of the demo­c­ra­tic idea, as opposed to the con­nect-the-dots Greece-Rome-Britain-Amer­i­ca sequence that is still a major com­po­nent of the cur­rently con­fused unde­rstand­ing of democ­racy. How­ever, that doesn’t mean that I con­sider doc­u­ments like the Dec­la­ra­tion to be unim­por­tant. Far from it. It was so impor­tant, in fact, that minor vari­a­tions in its phras­ing would have made a pro­found dif­fer­ence in the sub­se­quent his­tory, not only of the Unit­ed States, but of the world. Because the Dec­la­ra­tion was in the pock­et, so to speak, of every Amer­i­can, it could have reper­cus­sions, and util­ity, far beyond any philo­soph­i­cal essay. Fred­er­ick Dou­glas, whose char­ac­ter and intel­lect make most of the more famous thinkers of the 19th cen­tury seem puny by com­par­i­son, wrote mov­ingly of the impact its word­ing had on him. When you are a plan­ta­tion slave, as Dou­glas was, the words “We hold these truths to be self-evi­dent, that all men are cre­ated equal…” are not just a snap­py slo­gan. They are hope, enlight­en­ment, des­tiny, right­eous anger, human­ity, solace, and con­cil­i­a­tion com­pounded in a sin­gle sen­tence. That sen­tence is impor­tant to any­one who wish­es to free them­self from slav­ery, and is a pre­cious gem in humanity’s strong­box, not just for Americans.

So it’s inter­est­ing to com­pare Jefferson’s first draft with the final arti­cle. The first ver­sion fol­lows the con­ven­tions of mid-eigh­teenth-cen­tu­ry prose more close­ly. It is said that Thomas Paine had some influ­ence on the revi­sion, and it does shift to blunter, more Quak­erish phras­ing that would seem unusu­al in a cul­tured Vir­gin­ian like Jef­fer­son. But I think it more like­ly that Jef­fer­son real­ized he was think­ing in a new way, and that it had to be said in a new way. The first ver­sion is a prod­uct of a writer to be read in a book. The final ver­sion is a prod­uct of a man tap­ping a moral dimen­sion of the uni­verse. The sad thing is that Jef­fer­son him­self could not live up to his own inspi­ra­tion. The man who did more than any­one except John Wool­man to lay down the moral argu­ment against slav­ery him­self kept slaves. It is true that the Vir­ginia leg­is­la­ture, fear­ful of his exam­ple, had declared that if Jef­fer­son attempt­ed to free his slaves, they would be seized and sold to oth­er, doubt­less cru­el­er mas­ters, but Jef­fer­son, being an undoubt­ed genius, could sure­ly have devised some strat­a­gem to cir­cum­vent this. No, it was just anoth­er sad case of a bril­liant intel­lect capa­ble of imag­in­ing, but not of doing what rea­son demands. 

READINGJANUARY 2007

(Eric Frank Rus­sell) Some­where, A Voice [col­lec­tion]
. . . . 14900. [2] (Eric Frank Rus­sell) Some­where A Voice [sto­ry]
. . . . 14901. [2] (Eric Frank Rus­sell) U‑Turn [sto­ry]
. . . . 14902. [2] (Eric Frank Rus­sell) Seat of Obliv­ion [sto­ry]
. . . . 14903. [2] (Eric Frank Rus­sell) Tieline [sto­ry]
. . . . 14904. [2] (Eric Frank Rus­sell) Dis­placed Per­son [sto­ry]
. . . . 14905. [2] (Eric Frank Rus­sell) Dear Dev­il [sto­ry]
. . . . 14906. [2] (Eric Frank Rus­sell) I Am Noth­ing [sto­ry]
14907. (Don­ald W. Clarke) Pre­his­to­ry of Great Bear Lake [arti­cle]
14908. (Roger Bacon) The Opus majus of Roger Bacon, edit­ed with introd. and ana­lyt­i­cal table by
. . . . . John Hen­ry Bridges

14909. (Roger Bacon) Part of the Opus ter­tium of Roger Bacon, includ­ing a frag­ment now print­ed for
. . . . . the first time

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14924. (Brian Sloan) Tale of Two Summers

I was deeply impressed by the courage and skill that went into this new nov­el for teenagers. First of all, it under­takes the tech­ni­cally dif­fi­cult task of writ­ing a nov­el in the style of a blog, with cur­rent teenage blog-lan­guage used con­vinc­ingly. Sec­ond, it gets in the head of two teenagers, one straight and one gay, who have main­tained a friend­ship from child­hood, and are con­fronting their first sex­ual choic­es. Sloan, who is a film direc­tor, suc­ceeds admirably in both these tasks. I have been told by too many peo­ple that the cur­rent atmos­phere in pub­lish­ing pre­cludes an intel­li­gent treat­ment of teenage sex­u­al­ity. This book proves that those peo­ple are wrong. Yes, it’s true that the march­ing morons have com­man­deered and cor­rupted much of the media in North Amer­ica. Yes, it’s true that an aging pop­u­la­tion in the Unit­ed States and Cana­da has been get­ting steadi­ly stu­pider and more con­ser­v­a­tive. But it is essen­tial that writ­ers resist these trends, and stand up for true moral val­ues against the igno­rance and immoral­ity of Con­ser­vatism, espe­cially when it comes to writ­ing for the young. Sloan does so, and earns my respect for it.

14919. (Brian Clegg) The First Scientist, A Life of Roger Bacon

07-01-16 READ 14919. (Brian Clegg) The First Scientist, A Life of Roger BaconThis rounds off a lit­tle project of mine to inves­ti­gate Roger Bacon, the thir­teenth cen­tury Fran­cis­can fri­ar who wrote about the pos­si­bil­i­ties of sci­en­tific inquiry. His work was sup­pressed in his life­time, and he spent most of it impris­oned by his reli­gious order, and forced to bribe his keep­ers to smug­gle in writ­ing paper. His large (for the time) col­lec­tion of books and exper­i­men­tal appa­ra­tus dis­ap­peared in the tur­moil of war. Since then, his rep­u­ta­tion has suf­fered extremes of inter­pre­ta­tion. Renais­sance pop­u­lar cul­ture saw him as an occultist and magi­cian. It was claimed, among oth­er absur­di­ties, that he pos­sessed a talk­ing head of brass. His unre­lated name­sake, Fran­cis Bacon, expro­pri­ated many of his ideas and received the cred­it for them. Some nine­teenth cen­tury his­to­ri­ans praised him, struck by his prophet­ic asser­tions that inquiry into nature would make it pos­si­ble to observe the stars and very small things with prop­erly arranged lens­es, that we would some day cre­ate fly­ing machines and “cars” that move with­out the help of ani­mals, that we would be able to record and replay sounds, and for his pre­cise chem­i­cal for­mula for gun­pow­der. But twen­ti­eth cen­tury his­to­ri­ans tend­ed to down­grade him to a “pre-sci­en­tif­ic” curios­i­ty. Read more »

(Eric Frank Russell) Somewhere, A Voice [collection]

07-01-04 READ (Eric Frank Russell) Somewhere, A Voice [collection]Most of these sto­ries, writ­ten between 1948 and 1955, have worn out with time. The title sto­ry, for instance, is a para­ble to teach racial tol­er­ance that now just seems corny, though I’m sure it had an impact when it was writ­ten. But the sec­ond last sto­ry, “Dear Dev­il” still holds up well. I read it when I was a child, got intense plea­sure from it, and nev­er for­got its details. It takes place on an Earth long after a nuclear war, where a few humans strug­gle to sur­vive. An alien poet, who is strand­ed on Earth, befriends a human boy, and helps him find hope and mean­ing in life. Rus­sell rose above his usu­al pulp style to write this, and the emo­tional end­ing is superb. You can see this sto­ry as the prin­ci­ple inspi­ra­tion for Edgar Pangborn’s lat­er A Mir­ror For Observers (1954) and Davy (1964), which employ some of the same ele­ments, and have the same mood and atti­tude. There is also some resem­b­lence to George R. Stuart’s Earth Abides, pub­lished a year before. All these sto­ries share the same con­cerns, and the same human­is­tic impulse to find some sort of bal­ance between youth and age, free­dom and respon­si­bil­ity, cyn­i­cism and hope. “Dear Dev­il” was often anthol­o­gized, so if you can’t find this old Ace col­lec­tion of Russell’s work, you should be able to dig it up in some the­matic or “best of” anthol­ogy. Make the effort. Read more »