I have very few novels in hardback on my bookshelves, other than some of the classics (e.g. Les Miserables ). Of the modern genre, fewer than a dozen.
But the very first novel I bought in hardback — after destroying two paperback copies thereof — was Frederick Forsyth’s The Day Of The Jackal, which is quite possibly the greatest thriller ever written. (If you’ve never read it, get a copy now; you’ll thank me later. My copy is leather-bound, by the way, and I think I’ll read it yet again, because it’s been years.)
The story behind the novel, of which I knew nothing, is equally astonishing. And no, I’m not jealous of Forsyth’s success; I’m just in awe.
A constant whine among stupid people — professors and students alike — is that Literature classes should no longer have to read Shakespeare because he’s “not relevant to today’s world” or some such nonsense.
Now I can understand why students whine about reading Shakespeare, because they’re ignorant and immature, and “that’s not English, dude” — IDK wht u sez LOL — as though if it’s not “modern” then it’s not worth learning.
I will also disregard the usual cant about Shakespeare being beyond the pale because he’s, like, old and a Dead White Male Patriarch to boot.
Over at Taki’s place, David Cole has written an absolute masterpiece on Aaron, the arch-villian in Titus Andronicus (one of my favorite of all the Bard’s works, because if you think that Brian De Palma is the be-all and end-all of violent writing, Andronicus has him beaten by a country mile).
What Cole proves (as though any proof were needed) is just how relevant Shakespeare is in today’s world. And what Shakespeare proves is that when it comes to the human condition, there’s very little new under the sun.
Go there now and read it all.
And then read Titus Andronicus, for the full treatment of malevolence and violence.
If anything can bring on a RCOB Moment, bullshit like this would be in the Top 3:
NPR Advises Readers to ’Decolonize” Their Bookshelves by Removing White Authors
If I did that, all I’d be left with are books by Thomas Sowell and Walter Williams. Just so we’re clear on what’s being discussed here:
Since that pic was taken, quite a few have since been passed out to the Ungrateful Wretched Children (e.g. the Great Books collection on the right, snatched up by the Son&Heir, and on the top right, the Classic Novels, appropriated by Daughter).
If those motherfucking Commies at NPR think I’m going to “decolonize” my book collection to rid myself of “the colonialist ideas of narrative, storytelling, and literature”, I have news for them. What they call “colonialist”, I call “classical” — they can’t just change the language to fit their little politically-correct narrative.
Well actually, they can — I just don’t have to go along with it. And I won’t.
Here’s a thought. If we’re going to get all purge-y and such, let’s not fuck around with bookcases. Let’s get serious:
From Stephen Green:
“All hell is going to break loose when they find out that I decided to tackle Proust during the shutdown.”
Damn, now that’s a bad shutdown. No man should ever be so reduced as to having to read Marcel Proust.
Clearly, the VodkaPundit ran out of vodka during his isolation.
Some smart guy has published a list of “Lockdown Reading” (as an alternative to watching yet another content-thin TV documentary series or gloomy Scandi-cop drama on Prime or Netflix).
I myself am currently two-thirds of the way through the John Masters Loss Of Eden trilogy (still one of the finest Great War novel series ever published). For you Kindlers, they are here — the chronological order being Now God Be Thanked, Heart of War, and By The Green Of The Spring. Forget trying to get them in paper- or hardback. It took me about five years to collect my hardback copies, combing military second-hand bookstores over three states.
Here’s another list of war books, for those interested:
Derek Robinson’s RAF Quartet (WWII) and Hornet Squadron (WWI) series
Achingly sad, wonderfully funny, sometimes within the space of a couple sentences. As soon as finances improve, I’ll be adding to my collections of each series. Start with either Goshawk Squadron (WWI) or Piece of Cake (WWII), depending on your favorite war.