Wednesday, August 5, 2015

Binge-Reading Ms. Klein

I haven't slept well the last couple of nights, and have devoted the otherwise wasted time to an attempt to finish Naomi Klein's The Shock Doctrine before I turn 67 years old tomorrow. In sheer number of pages, I have not that far to go, but the entire book is truly depressing reading, and it is so packed full of information and examples that one gets the most out of it by reading every word. And of course Ms. Klein, of necessity, takes the reader back to the George W. Bush presidency, which was IMNSHO even worse than the Obama era. Ah, well; I have plenty of good, cheap wine on hand, and an undeniably good book, to see me through the evening...

AFTERTHOUGHT: let me clarify. Obama has been disappointing to me, while GeeDubya and crew were utterly disgusting. Got it?


  1. Replies
    1. Thank you, Bobby! One never knows; that's part of the "fun" ...

  2. Happy Birthday Steve. Wishing you many more.

    1. Thanks, fallenmonk! And likewise to you!

  3. I finished Klein's book in the wee hours at the beginning of my birthday. Like all of her works I've read so far, The Shock Doctrine is compelling, well-written and -researched, and hard to put down until sleep forces one to set it aside (or, in my case, lose my grip on it and not even awaken when it hits the floor). There is one more of her major works I haven't read yet, No Logo, but I will read some other authors' lighter works for a while before diving into that.

    I am finally beginning to feel old. I did not feel old at 55, or even really at 65, or at 66 despite medical frustrations, but something about 67 gives me pause. Maybe it's because my mother died at age 68. Unlike Mom, I am showing no significant signs of senile dementia, and damn, I surely have an immense queue of books I still want to read!

    If anything is discouraging, it relates to one of two things: 1) the declining state of my body (no more long walks; no bicycle rides at all; no lovemaking all night as in my youth), and 2) the declining state of humankind just in the span of my lifetime (what some self-classified conservatives are willing to do to their fellow humans makes me sick, no way around it).

    Other than that, I have no serious complaints... bring on the next year! %-}>

    1. Oh, and one other thing is departing: music-making. The neuropathy combines with the (slight, thank Dog) slippage of my mental faculties to preclude altogether my stepping onstage and giving people pleasure by playing for them. I really miss that!

  4. Yeah, Steve. If these are my Golden Years I want a refund. Nothing really prepares you for the rapid closing off of options when the old One-Hoss Shay starts disintegrating.

    Though I wish it were otherwise, I too can't help but be pretty deeply affected by the direction this country has taken in my lifetime. And people I value insist on shambling off the coil. I didn't know the man, but losing Joe Bageant a while back hit me hard.

    Part of me is convinced I'm going to be waking up any time now. Reagan and Bush Jr. leading the country? Pull the other one. Somebody pinch me. Please!

    1. Bageant was a great human being whom I discovered only within about a year of his death. Wish he'd had more time to write more; I'd like to have gotten to know that fine mind and good spirit.

      It's difficult for me to think of Oliver Wendell Holmes as a fellow doggerelist, but he most certainly was that; none more able!



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