Her message is that with hard work, and an attentiveness to our true needs, we can achieve such things. Me, I’m not feeling it.
More than a mere guidebook, this is Bianculli's bible of TV — a wise, engaging celebration of a type of entertainment that's as much of an art form as it is a pastime.
In this passionately argued book, Sutton claims that the level of poverty today means we may see food riots again: “We need to rethink our food systems.”
This rises far above satire or parody because what Poole actually says is largely both true and interesting. I don’t think anyone has subverted the smart-thinking genre like this before. That’s inspired rethinking.
With the publication of Our Revolution, Sanders has reconfirmed that he will continue serving as a leader toward "a future we can believe in." However, he is well aware that he is not a prophet or sage. He emphasizes that the road to a just future is ours to walk in collaboration with each other.
Among its components are bonds and land, of course, but also, not surprisingly, “physical gold and silver…(coins and bars, no numismatics)” and, more surprisingly, museum-quality fine art. There’s much for the alarmist here but food for thought for the calm investor, too.
...adds an important detail: like wind and water, globalisation is powerful, but can be inconstant or even destructive. Unless beloved notions catch up with reality, politicians will be pushed to make grave mistakes.
Bravely, in an era of secularism or religious fundamentalism, this is also a novel about the uncertain pleasures of faith. From Beg’s childless housekeeper, praying for a baby among plastic flowers and gold icons, to the prostitute punning on the last supper (“Take this body, it’s how I earn my bread”), the book raises difficult sacred questions.
Miller’s book is a lively and accessible blend of pop culture and science in which a Dire Straits encore explains the Drake Equation, the platypus introduces evolution...Pop science readers will have fun with this energetic look at the hunt for alien life.
...“The Other One Percent” is a rigorous, fact-based analysis of how cross-border flows of brainy and ambitious people make the world a better place. Politicians and policymakers in both America and in India should make sure they read it.
Yes, it’s formula. Yes, it’s not as gritty an exercise in swamp mayhem as Hiaasen, Buchanan, or Crews might turn in. But, like eating a junk burger, even though you probably shouldn’t, it’s plenty satisfying.
He speculates that the fragmentation of traditional political tribes and allegiances will lead to further multi-party governments. If he is correct, this honest and thoughtful book has some useful advice for smaller parties in future coalitions about how to avoid its author’s fate.
Stedman Jones develops his argument very gradually, with regular stops to survey the intellectual milieu in which Marx was working. Many of the characters are obscure, so parts of the book are perhaps best suited to people who already know a significant amount about the history of 19th-century philosophy.
This eye-opening biography, drawing from rich behind-the-scenes knowledge, is necessary reading for anyone who wants to broaden his or her perspective on the world today.
That’s as entertaining as the book’s many action scenes, and it enhances his hero creds—but then he ruins it in one scene where he drills a slug through the heart of someone who simply doesn’t deserve it. But the inevitable confrontation between Rapp and Azarov is what thriller readers live for...
An exciting, well-written comparison study of two American leaders at loggerheads during the Korean War crisis.
That in a nutshell is the story and John Preston’s book is by no means the first on the subject, although he has tapped several new sources. To say, as his publishers do, that “the trial of Jeremy Thorpe changed our society for ever” is an exaggeration. To be sure, it was sensational...
...dismissing everything as absurd is not, as Paxman seems to believe, a prophylactic against pomposity but rather a demonstration of it. This is a shame because when he relaxes, he writes well and entertainingly.
Much of the dialogue, for example, supposedly recalled verbatim, seems sticky with retrospective varnish. Rather, it is Balls’s frustration at what might have been said but was not – partly because the words wouldn’t always flow, but more because modern politics can be so unforgiving of candour – that has the poignant ring of truth.
“What does it mean to whitewash the spirits of a city?” Dickey asks. “Does Virginia have ghosts that it is not yet ready to face?” An intriguing but somewhat uneven exploration of things unseen.