Koven Smith rated Dune: 4 stars

Dune by Frank Herbert
Dune is a 1965 science-fiction novel by American author Frank Herbert, originally published as two separate serials in Analog magazine. …
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Dune is a 1965 science-fiction novel by American author Frank Herbert, originally published as two separate serials in Analog magazine. …
The invisible bridge (2014)
The best-selling author of Nixonland presents a portrait of the United States during the turbulent …
As with the other books in Perlstein's "conservative trilogy," (The Gathering Storm and Nixonland), this is masterful political/historical writing. Of the three books, this one shined the least brightly for me, for reasons I can't explain. Maybe the political entropy that enveloped the States in the 70s makes for a harder slog or something; I'm not sure. I just felt like there was less narrative thrust in this one than in the other two. Still required reading, but a bit tougher of a go.
Fantastic, and a great "sequel" of sorts to "Legacy of Ashes," Weiner's history of the CIA. A solid history that punctures a lot of the myths about the FBI, but which also highlights successes where warranted. I can't imagine a fairer reading of the history of the FBI than this one.
"A visual guide to the way the world really works. Every day, every hour, every minute we are bombarded by …
This wasn't the easiest read (I finally finished this after about three years of false starts), but once it got going for me, it really got going. A mind-changing meditation on the nature of power and authority and the real and fictional manifestations that power (the essay on futurism was a particularly fun read), the book succeeds at developing a left-wing critique of bureaucracy and the state. Strongly recommended.
Golan Trevize, Janov Pelorat, Bliss go looking for earth.
In this wise and often funny book, a philosopher/mechanic systematically destroys the pretensions of the …
I find this a rather difficult book to review. In many ways, this is one of the best books about the idea of work I've ever read; almost every page has some pithy insight that caused me to think about work in a new way. This makes for a generally enjoyable and enlightening read. However, the book's overall narrative doesn't quite hang together for me; I found myself constantly highlighting amazing passages while having a hard time retaining the context for those passages even as I was reading them. For this reason, the book is almost best consumed as a collection of amazing pull quotes rather than as a compelling single argument.
I think there are two reasons for this. The first is that Crawford's arguments, which start rationally and proceed logically, too often devolve into what feel more like rants against corporate/management culture. These rants are generally on target, …
I find this a rather difficult book to review. In many ways, this is one of the best books about the idea of work I've ever read; almost every page has some pithy insight that caused me to think about work in a new way. This makes for a generally enjoyable and enlightening read. However, the book's overall narrative doesn't quite hang together for me; I found myself constantly highlighting amazing passages while having a hard time retaining the context for those passages even as I was reading them. For this reason, the book is almost best consumed as a collection of amazing pull quotes rather than as a compelling single argument.
I think there are two reasons for this. The first is that Crawford's arguments, which start rationally and proceed logically, too often devolve into what feel more like rants against corporate/management culture. These rants are generally on target, but rely too heavily on anecdotal information to really carry that much weight. The second reason the narrative feels a little flaky for me is Crawford's male-centric point of view. While I wouldn't necessarily characterize points he makes as misogynist, a troubling thread of "manliness" (in which he argues that certain qualities of self-reliance and skill are representative of "being a man") pops up throughout the book. Every time it did, I lost the plot.
So, a mixed bag. I feel that this is required reading for anyone trying to navigate the modern world of work, but I certainly can't recommend it wholeheartedly. YMMV.
Philip Marlowe, a private eye who operates in Los Angeles's seamy underside during the 1930s, takes on his first case, …
Cora não consegue imaginar o mundo que há além da fazenda de algodão ― e nem poderia. Das poucas coisas …
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