October Books 9) Edward Gibbon and Empire, eds. Rosamond McKitterick & Roland Quinault

As you know, Bob, I spent a lot of time reading The Decline and Fall of he Roman Empire a few years back, and it certainly made me a Gibbon fan. This is a collection of essays from a conference commemorating the 200th anniversary of his death, in 1994, concentrating on the second half of the great work. Most of them are solid contributions, acknowledging Gibbon’s pioneering genius on a particular topic, noting also his flaws, and updating us on how scholarship has moved on since. There were a few that stood out for me.

  • Anthony Bryer, writing on Gibbon and the later Byzantine Empire, treats us to an entertaining stream of consciousness (“When I am introduced at wine and cheese parties as a Byzantinist, people still ask me whether we have yet overcome the bad press given by Gibbon, before turning on their heel”) and ends with a quote from Iggy Pop.
  • Rosamund McKittrick, one of the editors, looks at the eighteenth century’s ideas about the period Gibbon was writing about before he started publishig, which takes her into a fascinating exploration of musical theatre. (Did you know that “Rule Britannia” was originally the closing number of an opera about King Alfred?)
  • And the other editor, Roland Quinault, looks at Gibbon’s direct influence on Winston Churchill, which is one of those things that once pointed out seems pretty obvious – not just the rhetorical technique, but also certain political themes, including Churchill’s concept of European unity which was surely inspired by Gibbon’s General Observations.

Well worth getting hold of for us Gibbon fans.

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October Books

Non-fiction 4 (YTD 44)
The Strangest Man, by Graham Farmelo
Some Girls: My Life in a Harem, by Jillian Lauren
Edward Gibbon and Empire,eds. Rosamond McKitterick and Roland Quinault
Angela’s Ashes, by Frank McCourt

The Strangest Man Some Girls Edward Gibbon and Empire Angela's Ashes

Fiction (non-sf) 1 (YTD 37)
The Professor, by Charlotte Brontë

The Professor

SF (non-Who) 9 (YTD 94)
β2
γ2
δ2
Wool, by Hugh Howey
Up the Walls of the World, by James Tiptree
ε2
ζ2
η2
θ2

Wool Up the Walls of the World

Doctor Who 5 (YTD 52)
Divided Loyalties, by Gary Russell
The Room with No Doors, by Kate Orman
Camera Obscura, by Lloyd Rose
Silhouette, by Justin Richards
Lights Out, by Holly Black

Divided Loyalties The Room with No Doors Camera Obscura Silhouette Lights Out

Comics 0 (YTD 17)

~6,500 pages (YTD ~71,600)
9/19 (YTD 67/244) by women (Lauren, McKittrick, Brontë, γ2, Tiptree, ε2, Orman, Rose, Black)
0/19 (YTD 16/244) by PoC

Reread: 1/19 – Angela’s Ashes (YTD 9/244)

Reading now:
Anna Karenina, by Leo Tolstoy
Home, by Marilynne Robinson
Beach Music, by Pat Conroy
two others

Coming soon (perhaps):
Rules, by Cynthia Lord
Shades of Milk and Honey, by Mary Robinette Kowal
The Grass is Singing, by Doris May Lessing
Liberal Language, by Graham Watson
The Fat Years, by Chan Koonchung
Elizabeth’s Bedfellows, by Anna Whitelock
Earth Girl, by Janet Edwards
The Jonah Kit, by Ian Watson
The True Deceiver, by Tove Jansson 
Stopping for a Spell, by Diana Wynne Jones
Kushiel’s Justice, by Jacqueline Carey
Tree and Leaf, by J R R Tolkien
Wages of Sin, by Andrew M. Greeley
Getting the Buggers to Behave, by Sue Cowley
Het achterhuis, by Anne Frank
The Balkans, by Misha Glenny
The Shadow of the Wind, by Carlos Ruiz Zafon
Een geweer in het water, by Hermann
The Wretched of the Earth, by Frantz Fanon
Transit of Earth
The Painted Man, by Peter V. Brett
The Egyptian, by Mika Waltari
Empire of Death, by David Bishop
Lungbarrow, by Marc Platt
Time Zero, by Justin Richards

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October Books 8) Camera Obscura, by Lloyd Rose

The Eighth Doctor Adventures were getting pretty self-referential by this stage, but this is a good case study – Rose brings the Doctor, Fitz and Anji to a very well realised Victorian Engliand, where they find a rogue time machine and a stage act very reminiscent of a Christopher Priest novel that came out not long before; and there are references to Evil of the Daleks and City of Death which are subtle and not pushed too hard. And Sabbath, a recurring character who had so far failed to engage me, turns into a very interesting adversary here, both a foe and an unwitting ally for the Doctor. One of the good ones.

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Links I found interesting for 31-10-2014

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October Books 7) Up the Walls of the World, by James Tiptree

This is pretty good – a book with three plot lines, human researchers in a secret lab and two different alien viewpoints, of which the most memorable is the race of telepathic flying creatures inhabiting the upper reaches of a gas giant’s atmosphere. Part of it is the interaction between the three groups – when the narrative strands decisively intersect about half way through, it comes as a real structural shock to the reader. But Tiptree also uses the aliens for whom child-rearing is the highest-status occupation as a mirror to reflect and observe our own world, gender roles and power politics and all. She is of course best known for her short stories but I’d recommend this as well (to the three of you who haven’t already read it).

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October Books 6) The Room with No Doors, by Kate Orman

The New Adventures coming to an end – only two more to go, only one of those with the Seventh Doctor – and here we have lots of closure for the Doctor and particularly for poor Chris, suffering guilt over the demise of Roz two books ago, not to mention what’s happened since. The plot involves Japan during the Shogunate and aliens which resemble chickens, and it’s a bit confusing to be honest, but one feels that Chris is getting a decent send-off.

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Links I found interesting for 30-10-2014

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Wednesday reading

Current
Anna Karenina, by Leo Tolstoy
ℵ1
Beach Music, by Pat Conroy
θ2

Last books finished
Camera Obscura, by Lloyd Rose
ζ2
Edward Gibbon and Empire, ed. Rosamond McKitterick
Silhouette, by Justin Richards
η2
Angela’s Ashes, by Frank McCourt
Lights Out, by Holly Black

Next books
Home, by Marilynne Robinson
Rules, by Cynthia Lord
Shades of Milk and Honey, by Mary Robinette Kowal
Empire of Death, by David Bishop
 
Books acquired in last week
Lights Out, by Holly Black
Europe, a Leap into the Unknown, by Victoria Martín de la Torre
T.K. Whitaker: Portrait of a Patriot, by Anne Chambers

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Links I found interesting for 29-10-2014

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October Books 5) Wool, by Hugh Howey

This book was recommended to me by a former professional ice-hockey player called Elvis. A good call – it's set in a future where what's left of humanity is trapped in cramped underground silos, protected from the poisoned and corrosive atmosphere, and the worst punishment imaginable is to be sent outside for a "cleaning", to slowly die in the tainted air. Of course, the existing power structure is founded on lies and oppression, and one young woman finds herself with a mission to overturn the existing order. I really enjoyed it – apparently a case of self-publishing going right – and am rather surprised I hadn't picked up much buzz about it from my usual fandom sources.

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Links I found interesting for 28-10-2014

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Links I found interesting for 27-10-2014

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October Books 4) Some Girls: My Life in a Harem, by Jillian Lauren

I took a week off earlier this month, and decided to read something a bit different if I read anything at all. I ended up with this account of a teenager who graduated from New York escorting to joining the girls maintained by the Sultan of Brunei's younger brother in his palace, providing company and occasional sex. As one might expect, there was a constant jockeying for position, with one woman (who we are told was a former Filipino soap star) ensconced as #1 girlfriend until she decided to leave; Jillian Lauren describes her own short-lived ascent to the position of #2 girlfriend, and one senses that her heart was not in the intense political and emotional combat with her co-workers which would have been necessary to maintain that position. She got a decent amount of cash and vast amounts of material goods in return for being available for sex with the prince at his whim, before she too decided that she had had enough and moved back to the USA.

Given that harems have been a part of how courts operate in many different cultures throughout history, it is interesting to read this very recent account. Of course, the girls in Brunei were able to leave much more easily than most historical harem women were; they were paid handsomely for staying (though they were also under strict orders not to leave the palace, which is the only coercive element reported), and one suspects that the royal family's external agents got a decent commission as well for finding them. The voices of sex workers are pretty silent in general, and it's refreshing to read a story that packs in so much without being titillating.

Lauren waited fifteen years to publish her account, which perhaps gave her the necessary perspective to make it a clear-eyed coming-of-age story. It's uncomfortable reading in places – particularly, I found, in the American sections at the beginning and end, rather than the Brunei episodes which are too different from my own experience to do more than boggle at. A farly brief and breezy read, which you finish with a strong sense that the author is glad to have put it all behind her.

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October Books 3) The Professor, by Charlotte Brontë

Belgium! name unromantic and unpoetic, yet name that whenever uttered has in my ear a sound, in my heart an echo, such as no other assemblage of syllables, however sweet or classic, can produce. Belgium! I repeat the word, now as I sit alone near midnight.

When I asked people to guess the origin of this quote, eight years ago, nobody identified the work it came from and only got the author. Twice in the last week I've gone past the plaque on Rue Baron Horta which marks the site of the Heger boarding school where Charlotte and Emily Brontë taught in the early 1840s, Charlotte falling in love with the embarrassed headmaster. The Professor was her first novel, not published in her lifetime, and is generally dismissed as a first draft of Villette.

I must say I found it pretty interesting in its own right. I'll admit that it's journeyman stuff – there is some tedious front-matter packing our hero off to Belgium, and an extraneous happy-ever-after final chapter; the Belgians themselves get a rather poor press; there are a couple too many happy coincidences; and not all of the characters are as rounded as perhaps one might like. But the narrative core is sound: Charlotte Brontë has gender-flipped her own experience, with the (male) narrator falling in love with one of his colleagues; he overcomes adverse circumstances so that their love can win out. There is a moving climax in the Protestant cemetery, demolished long since but located at the northern end of what's now Rue Du Noyer just off the Chausée de Louvain.

It’s not great literature in itself, but it’s a promising start, and it’s much more firmly rooted in the Brussels environment than Villette. Certainly it will give me something else to think about next time I’m wandering past the Palais des Beaux-Arts.

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Links I found interesting for 26-10-2014

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October Books 2) The Strangest Man, by Graham Farmelo

Kindly bought for me by my in-laws as a Christmas present a few years back, this is a biography of the physicist Paul Dirac, and how he navigated the difficulty of being the smartest person in the room in almost every room he was ever in. As a former student of physics in Cambridge, I was of course familiar with his work, and in particular the bra-ket notation which I always found very elegant. There may even have been a time when I understood the Dirac equation; I can at least put it into HTML:

(βmc2 + c(α1p1 + α2p2 + α3p3)) ψ(x,t) = i ψ(x,t)
t

Anyway. Dirac had a more interesting life than the average academic physicist; brought up in Bristol, as the child of a Swiss father and English mother (who did not get on but stuck it out with each other for decades), and ending up eventually in Cambridge and finally Florida, with spells elsewhere, notably Princeton, where he married the sister of the bloke whose office was between his and Einstein's. He is the chap bang in the middle of the 1927 Solvay Conference photograph, behind Einstein's right shoulder (left as we look at the group). He was 25, and the youngest participant.

solvay_conference_1927

I quite often pass the spot where this picture was taken (the building is now a school, just beside the European Parliament) and if I am with someone I tell them the story of how the universe was reshaped there, 87 years ago. (Incidentally I caught Farmelo out on a point of Brussels geography – he says that the conference delegates were staying at the Hotel Britannique "near the site of today's European Parliament", but in fact it was on the western corner of Place du Trône, much further from the future European Parliament than the conference venue.)

Farmelo does his best to explain the inexplicable: how a chap from a fairly modest background, with no family history of contributions to science, was able to revolutionise how we think about the fundamentals of existence. It's an interesting effort: Dirac had several good ideas in his lifetime, some of which were timely and some only later recognised as such; his most implementable idea was separating out uranium isotopes by gas centrifuge, which is bizarrely practical in comparison with his theoretical innovations. Farmelo argues that Dirac was uniquely qualified to think of this because of his early training in engineering, but it seems more of an anomaly than part of a pattern in his account. Really the most interesting thing is that Dirac was driven by a concept of and commitment to mathematical beauty, and that gave him a lot more hits than misses. There's also quite a lot about the political connections of the nuclear physics community in mid-century; Dirac comes across as not particularly ideological, but fiercely loyal to his few friends, with little patience for political sectarianism, and generally more left than right in his sympathies.

Dirac was famously difficult as a person. Here he is writing to his future wife:

Dear Manci,
    Thanks for your 8th letter, which I received yesterday. It was a nice cheerful letter. You say I do not answer all your questions. I have read again your more recent letters and I give here the answers to the questions that I have not answered before.

letter number question answer
5 Have you seen Marietta's baby? No.
5 What makes me (Manci) so sad? You have not enough interests.
5 Whom else could I love? You should not expect me to answer this question. You would say I was cruel if I did.
5 Isn't Gabor a clever little fellow? Yes certainly, I expect so.
5 You know that I would like to see you very much? Yes, but I cannot help it.
5 Are you "Dear Dirac"? Sometimes.
5 Do you know how I feel like? Not very well. You change so quickly.
5 Were there any feelings for me? Yes, some.

Gawd, poor Manci!!! But she married him anyway, and they had two children together as well as bringing up her two from her previous marriage. She was Hungarian; Farmelo speculates toward the end that many autistic men form successful relationships with partners from different cultures, who go into it expecting to have to work harder at communicating than perhaps someone from the same background might do. I'm sure that, like me, you can immediately think of plenty of examples – and counter-examples – of this proposition. (The relevance of autism in discussing Dirac's personality goes without saying.)

This book won the Costa biography award in 2009, and I suspect was a worthy winner. Strongly recommended.

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October Books 1) Divided Loyalties, by Gary Russell

Dear lord, it’s 25 October and I have not blogged a single book so far this month – and I have finished 11 so far, though four of those are Clarke submissions which won’t be recorded here except by Greek letter.

Anyway, to this novel, which is actually the only original Who novel to feature the Celestial Toymaker (The Nightmare Fair is based on an unmade TV story), along with the Fifth Doctor, Adric, Nyssa and Tegan. I see from online commentary that the book is generally hated by fans; I am really rather puzzled by this. Perhaps this is the effect of reading it in 2014, when we have had a number of Fifth Doctor audios reuniting Tegan and Nyssa (and Turlough rather than Adric), and the Doctor’s relationship with Gallifrey has been remoulded rather substantially; what was described as fanwank in 1999 seems if anything rather forward-looking now.

Anyway. Each of the four main characters is forced, as part o the Toymaker’s games, to relive elements of their past lives, which I thought were extrapolated rather well given that we saw bits of Adric and Nyssa’s home planets on TV and live on Tegan’s. The most entertaining bit for me, especially knowing now that I am re-reading Lungbarrow next month, was the idea of the young Doctor hanging around with nine friends on Gallifrey, including basically almost all the renegade Time Lords we had ever heard of and a couple more; I found it a neat effort to explain and make consistent our hero’s observed relationships with, for instance, the Monk and Drax, not to mention the Master.

It was still a bit rambling in places, so it won’t get top marks for me, but I’m genuinely surprised by the vitriol this drew from fandom on first publication. It seems to me rather unfair on Gary Russell, whose record has many more hits than misses.

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Links I found interesting for 25-10-2014

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Aaargh

Deadline for 2013 tax return is next Monday.

Old, formerly reliable accounting firm recently taken over by “the fifth largest accountancy network in the world”, emailed earlier this week to ask for various documents which had in fact been sent to them in June.

Phone calls to their offices to ask what had happened to the documents in question produced no useful response. (“We’ll call you back” is not a useful response, especially if no phone call is actually received.)

Draft tax return, assembled by accountants, arrived at lunchtime. The amount we allegedly owe the Belgian state is *cough* somewhat higher than anticipated. There is no indication one way or the other as to whether they had actually found the documents which were the subject of the earlier enquiry.

Close comparison with last year’s tax return suggests that a second set of documents, also sent to accountants in June, has gone astray, which would be sufficient to cut the amount allegedly payable by literally more than 50%.

Sent very cross email, and followed up with phone call to original contact point in old, formerly reliable accounting firm, who had not been copied in on any of the previous correspondence except for said cross email from me. I tell him that I don’t think I can work with “the fifth largest accountancy network in the world” in future. He says that as a matter of fact he too is leaving them at the end of this month. I ask him to keep me posted as to his own movements.

Mildly grovelling email has now arrived from someone with the title “Senior Tax Manager”. But I do not think that they will be managing my taxes after Monday.

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Links I found interesting for 24-10-2014

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Links I found interesting for 23-10-2014

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Wednesday reading

Current
Anna Karenina, by Leo Tolstoy
ℵ1
[Doctor Who] Camera Obscura, by Lloyd Rose
Edward Gibbon and Empire, ed. Rosamond McKitterick
Angela’s Ashes, by Frank McCourt

Last books finished
δ2
Wool, by Hugh Howey
[Doctor Who] The Room with No Doors, by Kate Orman
Up the Walls of the World, by James Tiptree
ε2

Last week’s audios
Night of the Triffids, by Simon Clark
[Doctor Who] The Doctor’s Tale, by Marc Platt

Next books
ζ2
Beach Music, by Pat Conroy
Home, by Marilynne Robinson
[Doctor Who] Silhouette, by Justin Richards

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Links I found interesting for 20-10-2014

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Links I found interesting for 19-10-2014

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Wednesday reading

I have taken a bit of a reading holiday over the last week – I went to Budapest on Thursday, came back Friday, was rather unwell on Saturday (a lingering minor but irritating infection which is only now starting to clear up), quit the old job on Monday and have been enjoying temporary unemployment yesterday and today in advance of starting the new job on Monday. This means that my usual reading lists haven't actually moved since last Wednesday, though I did read one True Confession for brain candy and have started another book related to New Work which I am coding for now. Normal service will be resumed with another trip to Central Europe over the weekend followed by a return to the Brussels commute on Monday.

On the other hand I'm now up to date with Big Finish audios, I think.

Current
Wool, by Hugh Howey
Anna Karenina, by Leo Tolstoy
The Room with No Doors, by Kate Orman
Up the Walls of the World, by James Tiptree
δ2
ℵ1

Last books finished
Some Girls: My Life in a Harem, by Jillian Lauren

Last week's audios
The Reesinger Process, by Justin Richards
The Screaming Skull, by Jonathan Morris
Second Sight, by Nick Wallace and Justin Richards (actually listened to this twice, because my player irritatingly ran it immediately after the first of the series of four stories)
Domain of the Voord, by Andrew Smith

Next books
Edward Gibbon and Empire, ed. Rosamond McKitterick
Angela's Ashes, by Frank McCourt
Camera Obscura, by Lloyd Rose

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Links I found interesting for 15-10-2014

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