Saturday, December 20, 2008

Villa Incognito

I feel I should preface this with the fact that I absolutely love Tom Robbins, no better author is walking on this earth. That being said, I think he made a giant mistake with this book, maybe there were some uncontrolled substances involved. Not sure.

I am sure that compared to Jitterbug Perfume or Still life with a Woodpecker, Villa Incognito, failed. Tom Robbins is known for his witty and clever prose. His talents lies in his intricate and unique plots and amazing prose (the name of this blog is actually an omage to Tom Robbins). This one just fell short, the sexual innuendoes were more crude and laughable rather than clever enough to make me laugh.

The story of Tanukis seemed to get lost and disappear early on, never to actually make a full reappearance. The Vietnam barbs were uninspired and trite. Our fearless soldiers were for the most part underdeveloped. Dern's ultimate fate seemed a last minute thought. The circus theme seemed to just come across more as unreached potential than anything else.

I'm even disappointed in writing this blog because it seems incoherent and garbled, but that's actually how Villa Incognito made me feel; something was missing. I'm not sure I can say much more than that right now...

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

The World is Flat, but what happens to all those globes?

The World Is Flat, but the question still remains, do we want to give up the scenic view for hardlife on the plains? After reading Thomas Friedman's economic take on the world I am still unsure of that answer, mainly because living life in a flat world means economic recession for American (the book was actually written years before our economy began to really crap out).

I give Friedman credit, as a diehard liberal I was preparing to aboslutely despise this book; however, I learned from it and it made me alter or at least rethink some of political stances. This also comes with a warning, anyone who thinks Bush will go down as the best president ever, maybe should steer clear of this book. Quite clear, another plantet perhaps.

I'll start with the downside, as somone who was recenetly laid off, being told that jobs leaving America heading overseas is a positive, boiled my blood. I understand that for the global economy, this amazing; but as an American not so much. We could take this as incentive to diversive and come up with creative new forms of technology, but we do not seem to be living up to the legacy Friedman had faith we would achieve. Instead, unemployment continues to dwindle, more Americans are living without healthcare, and foreclosures are at an all time high. Maybe Obama will be a Friedman fan and push American into the new and largely unexplored field of new green technology instead of the unsalvagable auto industry. We could get American jobs and pave the way in the environmental movement, but that's for Obama to decide...

Also, he makes some opinions that none of us want to hear, but are absolutely true. Our education system bites. Compared to our competitors (i.e. Japan & India) we need a complete education overhaul. Even as someone who always found themselves at the top of their c lass, I find myself lacking the education be doing what I wanted to be doing with my life. Forget science and math, they'll forever be ingrained in my head as "icky substances."

This topic leads me a tangential but necessessary rant. Friedman claims in order to play with the big boys and get back on our feet and secure our claim to superpower, we must worker harder than the rest. If that results in giving up vacation, staying late, taking on more, than so be it. This is where Friedman and I disagree. One of the most wonderful thing about being an American is that we have the freedom to be children (something that should be in EVERY nation's constitution). What is the point of working yourself and your children to the bone if you make all this wealth and then no time to enjoy. Also, America is known for it's creativity because our children are given the opportunity to be children, to imagine and play pretend, and have whole summers of nothing but sprinklers, sparklers, and icepops. I think there has to be a limit and taking the child out of childhood seems crossing some sort of line.

All in all there is much more to this book than I could ever cover, or actually want to. He does get a bit repetitive a bit quickly, and he seems to be trying, albeit comically, to appear folks, but it still provides some ideas that make you think. Whether you agree or disagree we need more in our lives that cause us to stop and think and I give Friedman an A for accomplishing just that.

Monday, December 15, 2008

The Reluctant Fundamentalist

I was given this book by a friend who said she did not believe that books could actually change lives, but this one came close. Admittedly I was afraid I would have to change friends, novelas have never been a genre I could appreciate, but I still have my friend and I found a noteworthy book.

Putting the plot aside for the moment, The Reluctant Fundamentalist delivers in the narrative department. It's 1st person voice (which it consistently uses) acts as if he were talking to you the reader. The conversational tone puts up a disarming front. I started reading expecting a personal history and found just that, only with a very thoughtful, surprising, political commentary that made me quite uncomfortable (NOTE: I firmly believe that the best literature makes you uncomfortable, so I encourage rather than discourage these feelings).

Told from the perspective of a Pakistani who previously lived in the US, during September 11th, he makes some absolutely anti-American sentiments but in a courteous manner and with evidence to show his opinion, while possibly repulsive, has merit. The conversational narrative allows Fundamentalist to approach the controversial and uncomfortable topic (for Americans anyway) of USA versus The Middle East in a less accusatory and threatening manner and more like two intellectuals equals sharing opinions and thoughts over a casual dinner, which is actually the premise of the book.

The book's ending acts as a reprimand against Americans; however, you have to give Moshin Hamid credit for providing a mostly non-threatening censure on American politics and still providing entertaining and smart literature.

So.... even if you could care less for politics, this book at least steers away from the classic omnipotent narrator and offers a refreshingly different narrative voice. The prose is nothing extraordinary, but I still recommend.