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In this possibly terminal phase of human existence, democracy and freedom are more than values to be treasured; they may well be essential to survival.

Noam Chomsky, Manufacturing Consent – Noam Chomsky and the Media

Friday Follies 2.21

“A Missouri man fatally shot his wife while using a gun to put holes in his wall to install a TV. The victim was standing outside in their lawn when the second bullet he fired struck in her in the chest.” Speaking from an evolutionary standpoint, a ricochet into his chest seems more appropriate. (via BuzzFeed)

I wonder what he really thought: A six-month suspension has been recommended for an Illinois lawyer who, among other things, told a judge during a conference call in a custody matter that the judge was a “narcissistic, maniacal, mental case, and should not be on the bench” and followed up with a letter saying “you appear to have serious mental issues involving extreme narcissism and illusions of grandiosity.” (A First Amendment defense was rejected on the grounds that while attorneys can legitimately criticize a judge, they cannot unjustly impugn the character or integrity of a judge.)

Parents of two hockey players are suing for $25,000 for the psychological damage and demoralization their sons suffered when they didn’t make a Toronto area midget junior A team. (Midget hockey in Canada is for kids age 15-17.) One of the claims alleges, “The conduct by all defendants destroyed the dignity of my son, whom in good conscience gave his team nothing but his best efforts.” Hey, I wonder if the statute of limitations has run on all those coaches that cut me decades ago?

This week’s burning legal question (in the advice columns): Who can legally use the disabled-access toilet stall? Anyone with a lick of sense knows you should ask Larry David

A lawyer is being sued by a man who says the lawyer refused to pay him after he took up — and succeeded on — the lawyer’s challenge on NBC’s “Dateline” that he’d pay $1 million to anyone who could make it from the Atlanta airport to a La Quinta Inn in 28 minutes, as the lawyer’s client was accused of doing in a capital murder case.

Sure, blame your pot-growing on Hitler. Is that because Hitler’s birthday is 4-20 and 4-20 somehow, somewhere became pot day? (via Disinformation)

“Experts who told L’Aquila [Italy] city officials there was no risk of an earthquake six days before last year’s catastrophic quake are under investigation for gross negligent manslaughter.” (via Overlawyered)


There may be said to be three sorts of laywers, able, unable, and lamentable.

Robert Surtees, Plain or Ringlets?

July Bibliolust

I’m starting to think I may need to rename this Library Lust. It’s another month where the majority of the books on the list (five of six) will be coming courtesy of my friendly local library and their wonderful online reserve system. And I’m not even including two books I’m not quite lusting after but have sufficient curiosity about to add to another nice feature of the library’s website — putting books you may be interesting in reading on “My List” so the next time you’re online or log into the catalog at the library, your list is already there. Of course, it could be a while before I’m in search of more books to read.

Here’s what popped up on my radar since last month:

Everything is Broken: A Tale of Catastrophe in Burma, Emma Larkin — I enjoyed Larkin’s Finding George Orwell in Burma, her account of life in modern Burma based on George Orwell’s time there in the 1920s. As a result, I was intrigued when I saw she’s now written a book that looks at Burma after the catastrophic May 2008 cyclone. That intrigue turned to desire when I saw the library had it and I put my name on the reserve list.

God Is Not One: The Eight Rival Religions That Run the World–and Why Their Differences Matter, Stephen Prothero — As I’ve indicated before, I’m about as irreligious as they come. Still, religion itself intrigues me and I enjoy books that explore the subject. Here, Prothero reportedly rejects the idea that all religions are a different path to the same God and his book argues why we need to recognize that fact. Another book on my reserve list at the library.

Hitch-22, Christopher Hitchens — Speaking of irreligious, Hitchens certainly fits the bill. While I run hot and cold on his work, he’s enough of an outspoken iconoclast that I thought his memoir might make for interesting reading. I’ll be picking it up at the library for the weekend. (Here’s hoping he will be writing future memoirs in light of his announcement Wednesday that because his doctor’s “advice seems persuasive to me,” he will be undergoing chemotherapy for cancer of the esophagus.)

Packing for Mars: The Curious Science of Life in the Void, Mary Roach — I’ve become a bigger fan of Roach’s work with each succeeding book. Thus, the space nut in me perked up when I saw she was writing a book on the practical issues associated with space travel — and was thrilled when I saw the library had ordered it and I would be number one on the reserve list. Given the number of books on this month’s list, I’m just happy it isn’t coming out until the first week in August.

Tinkers, Paul Harding — As a general rule, I’ve found Pulitzer Prize winning novels don’t really grab me. As a result, I was going to let this one, which won this year’s award, pass. But I picked it up and scanned it in a bookstore and it looked kind of interesting. Thus, I am one of many on the library’s reserve list.

Who Fears Death, Nnedi Okorafor — Okay, translated fiction and a post-apocalyptic tale. Hard to get much more irresistible for me. This is one the library is unlikely to get so it’s on my “to buy” wish list.

Report Card:

Year-to-date (January-June)

Total Bibliolust books: 30

Number read: 15 (50%)

Started but did not finish: 3 (10%)

Cumulative (September 2008-June 2010)

Total Bibliolust books: 116

Number read: 74 (63.8%)

Started but did not finish: 7 (6%)

When I … discovered libraries, it was like having Christmas every day.

Jean Fritz, quoted in The Readers Quotation Book

Booking Through Thursday: Disappointment

Name a book or author that you truly wanted to love but left you disappointed. (And, of course, explain why.)

Sadly, there are a number, more so specific books than authors. For whatever reason, though, the one that comes immediately to mind is Norman Mailer’s The Castle in the Forest.

In naming it my “biggest disappointment” of 2007, I said the book “took an interesting concept — the story of Hitler’s childhood from the perspective of the demon assigned by the devil to supervise him — and made it vapid.” Similarly, my review of the book ended by saying, “Given that The Castle in the Forest is promoted as an exploration of that struggle [between good and evil], it ultimately comes off as an almost banal rendition of not only that topic but evil itself.”

Just think. One of our country’s most respected authors wants to explore good and evil in the context of Hitler, demons and the devil. The possibilities were endless, simply not achieved or greatly underachieved.

Yet I’m not the only one who had issues with the book. Mailer actually won the Literary Review Bad Sex in Fiction award in 2007 for a passage that said a male member was “as soft as a coil of excrement.” That certainly must qualify as a disappointment for such a literary star.

Unfortunately, Mailer died about 10 months after the book was released. Not the way to end your literary legacy.


Life’s disappointments are harder to take when you don’t know any swear words.

The Indispensable Calvin And Hobbes

Book Review: The Informers by Juan Gabriel Vásquez

If someone mentions South America and Nazis, what comes to mind? For many, it’s the seemingly ubiquitous idea of Nazis escaping there after the war. While the concept has at least a few kernels of truth, it ignores or pushes aside events that swept up Latin America during the war.

South American writers, though, recognize that even if their nations were not combatants, they were not immune from the effects of Nazism and World War II. Chilean author Roberto Bolaño, in fact, created a fictional encyclopedia of ultra right-wing writers in North, Central and South America with his Nazi Literature in the Americas. More directly addressing the topic is The Informers, the first novel of Colombian author Juan Gabriel Vásquez translated into English.

The Informers is inspired by a woman of German-Jewish origin Vásquez met in late 1999 who emigrated to Colombia with her family as a teenager in 1938. In Vásquez’s hands, she becomes Sara Guterman, the subject of a book written by Gabriel Santoro, a young Bogotá writer whose father of the same name is a nationally recognized and honored professor of rhetoric. Like her real life counterpart, Guterman’s family moves to Colombia in the 1930s as her German Jewish parents fled Nazism. She becomes a lifelong friend of the senior Santoro.

In telling Guterman’s story, Santoro fils also examines the impact of the “Proclaimed List of Certain Blocked Nationals,” a list announced by the U.S. Government of some 1,800 individuals and entities in Latin American “deemed to be acting for the benefit of Germany and Italy.” That list became the basis of blacklists in Colombia, with people informing on others, usually with German or Jewish backgrounds, for real or unfounded suspicion or out of self-interest. Many end up in internment camps in Colombia and, in fact, a number of Latin Americans were sent to the United States for internment. The senior Santoro tells his students there were “thousands of people who accused, who denounced, who informed.” He teaches that “the system of blacklists gave power to the weak, and the weak are a majority. That was life during those years: a dictatorship of weakness. The dictatorship of resentment[.]”

Despite those comments and the fact he also teaches lawyers and judges, Santoro père disparages his son’s book in a published review. Not only does he downplay its discussion of the blacklist years, he calls the book a “failure” and says listing its shortcomings “would be as futile as it would be exhausting.” Father and son do not speak for three years after that.

The senior Santoro breaks the silence when he contacts his son to tell him he is facing a life-threatening health condition. The two begin to reconcile and when father survives the health scare, he views it as a new chance at life. While he at some point apologizes for the review, he never truly explains his reasons for it. After several months, though, the senior Santoro dies in a car accident. Before and after his father’s death, with information provided by Guterman and his father’s girlfriend (his own informers), Santoro begins to peel away layers of silence, misdirection and falsity to reveal a secret his father hid for decades and that explain his hostility to the book.

Anne McLean translates Vásquez’s generally artful prose, with the latter being an author who doesn’t indulge in trite metaphor. To the contrary, Santoro senior’s “breathing whistled like a paper kite” and “the notion of his past bothered him like a raspberry seed stuck in his teeth.” While the younger Santoro narrates the book, Vásquez is not tied to a single traditional narrative style. One part of The Informers is the first chapter of Sanotoro’s book about Guterman. Other parts are almost transcript-like versions of interviews and yet another is basically a recording of a conversation between the younger Santoro and Guterman, consisting of lengthy passages of Guterman’s recollection of events before and during the blacklist era. Some readers may see the changing formats format extending a slowly unfolding structure that is already intricate but it does not become a major distraction. Perhaps more noticeable is that the younger Santoro seems strangely aloof, as if viewing himself as a journalist requires him to approach the events and revelations that impact his life in that role.

The Informers, first published in translation in the U.S. in 2009 and now in a trade paper edition, doesn’t limit itself to Colombia’s World War II history. Electoral politics, internal armed conflict and terrorism, and the power of the drug cartels also come into play as Vásquez takes his story through some half century of Colombian history. Those items play a role in the author’s own life, as the violence and unrest caused by guerrilla movements and the drug lords led him to Europe, where he now lives and writes in Barcelona. (Interestingly, Bolaño lived on the Mediterranean coast in Spain less than 50 miles from Barcelona when he wrote most of his novels.)

With The Informers, Vásquez provides another example of how literary fiction and many of its most common themes can illuminate seemingly forgotten history and its consequences. Not only do these themes help animate the story, they help engage the reader. The fact the themes explored in The Informers, such as the relationship of father and son, family secrets and betrayal, are age-old doesn’t keep it from helping unfold 20th Century history.


The rule says that death is as definitive as anything can be on earth. That’s why it’s so disconcerting when a man changes after death[.]

Juan Gabriel Vásquez, The Informers