Wednesday, July 12, 2006 — Beware of Guardian Angels

Toron­to has been sub­ject to a high­er lev­el of gun-crime this year, large­ly insti­gat­ed by Amer­i­can orga­nized crime mov­ing in. Youth street gangs are being pumped, armed and financed sys­tem­at­i­cal­ly. There was one dra­mat­ic inci­dent, where a teenage girl was killed by gang cross­fire at a major down­town inter­sec­tion, which par­tic­u­lar­ly upset peo­ple. Read more »

14706. (N. A. M. Rodger) The Command of the Ocean ― A Naval History of Britain, Volume Two, 1649–1815

The two hefty vol­umes of Rodger’s his­tory of the British Navy bring the sto­ry only up to 1815. But this life­time schol­arly work is well-bal­anced with read­abil­ity. Rodger thinks strate­gi­cally more than tac­ti­cally. He knows that the eco­nom­ics of get­ting ships on the sea, admin­is­ter­ing and sup­ply­ing them, and mak­ing sure they do some­thing use­ful is the heart of the mat­ter. Britain had exer­cised con­sid­er­able sea pow­er in the north­ern world in Anglo-Sax­on times, but the land-lub­bing, horse rid­ing Nor­man aris­toc­racy used ships very crude­ly. Even in the Renais­sance, there was no real “navy”, but mere­ly incon­sis­tent attempts to put togeth­er fleets for var­i­ous tem­po­rary pur­poses, and naval tac­tics remained prim­i­tive. Hen­ry VIIIwas par­tic­u­larly irre­spon­si­ble and destruc­tive, as he was with every­thing else. Elizabeth’s reign was dom­i­nated by “pri­va­teer­ing”. It was only dur­ing Cromwellian times, when the rul­ing dic­ta­tor­ship feared dis­loy­alty among sea­men, that the first attempts were made to orga­nize and admin­is­ter what would fit our mod­ern notions of a nation­al navy. Much of the sto­ry, of course, involves the more eco­nom­i­cally advanced Dutch, with whom British polit­i­cal, mil­i­tary and eco­nomic rela­tions were inter­wo­ven for cen­turies. Rodgers is very adept at sort­ing out these complexities.

(Franklin 1995) Devil in a Blue Dress

I just recent­ly dis­cov­ered the fic­tion of Wal­ter Mosley[see review of “47”]. I haven’t yet read any of his “Easy Rawl­ins” series of mys­ter­ies, but I just saw this film,.made from the first one. Why had­n’t I heard of this film? It’s a superb Chan­dleresque thriller, with fine act­ing in every role. The scenes between Den­zel Wash­ing­ton and Don Chea­dle are par­tic­u­lar­ly fine. The set­ting, Los Ange­les in the 1940’s, when thou­sands of African-Amer­i­cans had recent­ly migrat­ed from the Deep South to work in the air­craft plants, is metic­u­lous­ly recre­at­ed.

Monday, July 10, 2006 — Rabbits and Cats

Vio­lent storms and tor­na­does (25 of them were count­ed) are cir­cling Toron­to, adding spice to the hot weath­er. I sit here, work­ing to pull out of a finan­cial mias­ma, but the desire to trav­el gnaws at me. . To be back on the move, again, that would be so good. I even find myself play­ing Ian Tyson’s “Four Strong Winds”, the Cana­di­an anthem of wanderlust.

Stampy the Rab­bit is my most fre­quent com­pan­ion. He’s a gor­geous slate-grey breed with fur as fine as a mink. He is noth­ing like the dull rab­bits kept in cages. I let him have free run of the apart­ment, and he lives a life of adven­ture. He is per­fect­ly house­trained, using either of two box­es of wood shav­ings. When I am read­ing on the couch, he will climb onto my chest and beg treats, and he goes into ecstasies when I mas­sage him… but that’s an effect I can cre­ate on many crea­tures, large and small. When on the alert, he will stand on his haunch­es like a gopher, ears alert. There is a mouse some­where in the apart­ment. It is too clever to be caught in any of the traps I’ve set. I think Stampy mon­i­tors his sub­son­ic squeaks. They are build­ing a 44-sto­ry con­do next door to my build­ing. Weird con­struc­tion nois­es and vibra­tions shake the apart­ment in mid-after­noon. I won­der how Stampy inter­prets them?

For many years, I had a cat who would hitch-hike with me. I got lots of rides mere­ly from the appeal of his pok­ing his head out of my back­pack. Think of the effect that a rab­bit would have in the same role! But I don’t think he would take to it. Actu­al­ly, I don’t think I could man­age to get him into a bag with­out a vio­lent strug­gle that would result in bro­ken limbs and fur­ni­ture. Stampy may be gen­tle when he sits on my chest, but he has the heart of six lions and the fierce­ness of a komo­do dragon.

14698. (Raymond W. Baker) Capitalism’s Achilles Heel: Dirty Money and How to Renew the Free-Market System

This book, by the author­i­ta­tive expert on glob­al mon­ey laun­der­ing, out­lines the involve­ment of the gov­ern­ments, cor­po­ra­tions, and banks in the pro­cess­ing of crim­i­nal mon­ey on a vast scale. But he is more con­cerned with the sys­tem of false book­keep­ing with which the world’s poor­est regions are sys­tem­at­i­cally drained of cap­i­tal. Bak­er is no philo­soph­i­cal light­weight: he remains trapped in a false sys­tem of def­i­n­i­tions and ter­mi­nol­ogy, but he knows that there is some­thing wrong with it. He cor­rectly points out that the cur­rent Con­ser­v­a­tive ide­ol­ogy of glob­al finance has noth­ing to do with Adam Smith’s the­o­ries of free mar­kets, which it vio­lates in every par­tic­u­lar, but is descend­ed, instead, from the moral blank­ness of Jere­my Bentham’s platophistries. But he can­not pull him­self out of his received frame­work to make the nec­es­sary next steps in analy­sis. There is no doubt, how­ever, of his basic decency..

(Curtiz & Keighley 1938) The Adventures of Robin Hood

06-07-06 VIEW (Curtiz & Keighley 1938) The Adventures of Robin HoodIt’s doubt­ful that any­one will ever match the charm that Errol Fly­nn brought to the role of Robin Hood in 1938. The film still holds up well as an enter­tain­ing adven­ture, after 68 years. It helps that it was done in the superb colour process of that era — bet­ter, but more expen­sive, than the process used in the 1950’s and 1960’s. The Robin Hood tales are sup­posed to take place in the Twelfth Cen­tu­ry, but they first appear in a series of folk bal­lads that emerged cen­turies after the time, though Piers Plough­man, writ­ten in 1370, refers to “the rhymes of Robin Hood”. The Robin Hood of the film, our Robin Hood, is essen­tial­ly the one cre­at­ed by the Nine­teenth Cen­tu­ry chil­dren’s writer and (bril­liant) illus­tra­tor, Howard Pyle. The film is fair­ly con­sis­tent with Pyle’s Robin. But for mil­lions of peo­ple around the world Robin Hood will always be Errol Fly­nn, and the myth­i­cal hero of Britain incar­nate in a rogu­ish and rib­ald Tas­man­ian.

14697. (Jon George) Faces of Mist and Flame

A very good show for a first nov­el: A young prodi­gy at Cam­bridge uses her dis­cov­ery of bod­i­less time trav­el to enter the mind of a young Amer­i­can sol­dier at the inva­sion of Guam dur­ing World War II. The sto­ry is told in par­al­lel with the clas­si­cal Greek myth of the Labours of Her­cules, and also draws on the native folk­lore of Guam. George pulls you into the sto­ry quick­ly and treats his char­ac­ters with sen­si­tiv­ity. I espe­cially respect this kind of work because it requires real research to pull off. Get­ting things right, his­tor­i­cally, psy­cho­log­i­cally, and cul­tur­ally, has not been a big goal in the big SF pub­lish­ing hous­es, late­ly, and this is an encour­ag­ing excep­tion. I found only a few choic­es of words that I would quib­ble with.

Saturday, July 1, 2006 — Thoughts on Multiculturalism on Canada Day

Back to the blog! The last month has been rough, with an over­whelm­ing work­load. But things are eas­ing off.

Cana­da Day, today, and I rode my bike around down­town, aim­less­ly, to enjoy the per­fect weath­er and look at the crowds every­where, pic­nick­ing, lis­ten­ing to con­certs in parks, and gen­er­al­ly enjoy­ing the nation­al hol­i­day. Peo­ple seem to be hap­py. If they are sup­posed to be ter­ri­fied by the dis­cov­ery of a “ter­ror­ist cell” a few weeks ago, they show no sign of it. 

The “ter­ror­ist cell” busi­ness, was seized on by Amer­i­can politi­cians as proof that Cana­da is a “hotbed of ter­ror­ism” because of its “lib­er­al immi­gra­tion laws” (!). But it was tak­en with remark­able calm­ness by the Cana­di­an pub­lic. Most peo­ple could see at a glance that there had nev­er been any sig­nif­i­cant dan­ger. The “cell” con­sist­ed of a hand­ful of extreme­ly stu­pid sub­ur­ban teenagers who would have had dif­fi­cul­ty orga­niz­ing a sur­prise birth­day par­ty, let alone “behead­ing the prime min­is­ter” or blow­ing up sky­scrap­ers in the finan­cial district.

But one of the annoy­ing side-effects was the incred­i­bly stu­pid kind of “jour­nal­ism” that fol­lowed. Was “mul­ti-cul­tur­al­ism” to blame? Did it bring Cana­di­an poli­cies of “mul­ti-cul­tur­al­ism” into ques­tion? What non­sense. Read more »

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FILMS APRIL-JUNE 2006

(Lein­er 2000) Dude, Where’s My Car?
(Scott 2005) King­dom of Heav­en
(Dou­glas 1954) Them!
(Lester 1966) A Fun­ny Thing Hap­pened On the Way To the Forum
(Arm­strong 1999) Mid­Somer Mur­ders: Ep.9 — Blood Will Out
(Page 2002) Into the Great Pyra­mid [doc­u­men­tary series]
(von Scher­ler May­er 2002) Guru
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