Basically everybody here is rating the book based on their personal ideologies and how those ideologies conflict with or are supported by this book.
These people are pretty piss-poor examples of a good reviewer.
The manifesto presents an interesting set of ideas that, as we all know, did not translate too well in their actual practice. Politics are an interesting thing where there's an infinite number of problems any person can pick out of a political ideology, and there's probably a full essay dedicated to each part of an ideology and picking it apart.
Nobody's really right. You either read the damn book or don't comment on it.
I've read many books about the rigors of life in a square rigger but none can touch this one for the sense of "being there". The author must have written from his own experience of a voyage around the Horn. His use of the salty language is exceptional. If you don't follow the Scotch brogue for a while, just hang in there. You'll get it. It's a great sea story.
A vile little philosophical argument in favor of keeping blacks enslaved, that every thinking person should read. It is philosophical in that he doesn't quote the Bible; instead, he appeals to reason. His Christianity leaks out in places, as when he cites "the One who made us all," and when he abhors African "pagan gods," but finds Greeks and Romans admirable without mentioning their gods.
His basic premise is, "The meanest slave that wears the shackle or feels the whip of civilization, in the reluctant performance of coerced labor, is a far nobler being than the African barbarian in his native wilds." Treat the work as an exercise in finding logical flaws.
He opens the piece with a patriotic appeal to stop debating the issue, and pretty much execrates everyone who disagrees with him. He has sources of knowledge unavailable to mortal men. For instance, he knows that the reason England abolished slavery was to embarrass its former colonies.
It belongs on the same shelf as The Protocols of the Learned Elders of Zion.
An oddly inauthentic Indian story. The author's photo shows her in Indian dress, but a tepee is not a wigwam, and the whole story seems false.
A Sioux kid goes to the mission school and learns about Jesus, then comes home to proselytize. Things do not go well.
Such Indulgence! Very clever,sensual and thought provoking. With a very clever twist at the end. It's a quick read, you'll enjoy it!
Not one of Fletcher's better efforts.
1) The motive for the crime is extremely unlikely. 2) The "flash of insight" that reveals the criminal requires deduction that would challenge Sherlock Holmes on his best day. 3) Some critical loose ends are left unresolved. "My own reasons" and "Never mind why" do not enlighten the reader - and would certainly not satisfy the police.
It is a decent story but at the end of a good mystery there should be a sense of completeness and resolution - not so here.
Great story. Short but so eerily sweet. Reminds me very much of The Monkey's Paw short story we read back in high school. And the moral is the same: be careful what you wish for, you might get it! A quick delightful read. Enjoy
Translated into modern English and easy to read, but it reads rather poignant, so I think it may have lost a lot in the translation from 1700ís French. I read this after hearing of it in a book titled Camille, by Alexandre Dumas, which tells a similar story. I donít want to too much of the story away, but will warn you that itís not a happy romance but instead tells a story of constant struggles and hardships caused primarily by the girls selfish desires and the boys true love for her. The story was sad whereas I prefer joyful stories to escape real life, but It is a unique book that lasted through the decades so I recommend reading it.
Three stories written in the 1890s that take place around Camelot after Arthur has died, and Lancelot & Guinevere have disappeared. They're not bad, but they're not Malory (or even Tennyson.) The language is a mixture of modern writing with old-timey talk mushed together. It appears (from the capitalizations) to have been written in blank verse, but the line breaks have been obliterated.
It's a curiosity, like a mummy: the Victorians enjoyed them.
A very good story for its brevity. Set on a Turkish holiday island, the descriptions, characterizations and moody atmosphere are surprisingly good for something so short.
It's not a spoiler to mention that no one sucks blood.