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With extra time on my hands, I’ve been getting some reading done. When my thoughts turned to the more purely ebook-focused lending program my city’s library makes available, I browsed through the categories I’d set it to focus on some time ago and had one title catch my eye. Once I’d looked a little further into Empire of the Sum: The Rise and Reign of the Pocket Calculator, I was further intrigued by recognising it was by Keith Houston, mentioned in the cover image to be the author of Shady Characters. I’d found a copy of that book in the remaindered and reduced-priced section of a bookstore years ago and been amused by its histories of punctuation marks notable and not so notable; if this newer history of pocket calculators was as interesting it would seem worth reading.
Summing things up )
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Driving to and from work again now, I was tuned into the shorter afternoon newscast when I happened to hear one item squeezed in that wasn’t ominous and portentous. The shipwreck of Endurance had been found at the bottom of the Weddell Sea. I’d known an expedition had set out to try and find Ernest Shackleton’s ship, but had thought trying would be one thing and finding it another.

For that matter, I’d also had the impression the shipwreck would amount to “a jumble of broken timbers”; the pictures brought back of the ship being crushed in the ice it had been stuck in had formed that thought for me. (Although it wasn’t that many years ago that Shackleton’s expedition started being publicized again as “a successful failure,” still overshadowing Roald Amundsen’s apparently effortless successes, I still have an impression that years before that I’d once seen pictures of a last jumble of smashed masts just above the ice in a then-old “book of adventure.”) I did get to thinking back to the Arctic shipwrecks found much closer to home not that many years ago, Erebus and Terror, and how once Erebus had been found I’d supposed Inuit testimony of a ship being crushed by ice meant Terror must have sunk well offshore King William Island after being smashed to pieces. That both ships made it south of the island at last, even if not any further, does sort of play against all the theories of that expedition marching off to confused oblivion. As opposed to those ships, still enigmatic after a few potential years of seeing if any records could possibly have survived underwater, we of course know what happened with the men on board Endurance.
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All things may be impermanent, but some of the titles in the ebook lending service of my city library can be downright elusive. Noticing Tom Standage’s recent A Brief History of Motion in the catalogue made me think I’d be interested in reading it as soon as I’d finished the book I was then working my way through, but when that had happened the title wasn’t available any more. His earlier A History of the World in 6 Glasses was available instead, and then it wasn’t, and then it was. I managed to sign it out, only to notice it evaporate from the catalogue itself while my ebook was still signed out.
A thirst quenched )
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It’s been long enough since I first noticed a book named The Dawn of Everything that I don’t quite remember how it happened. However it did, once I’d looked at the descriptions of “a new history of humanity” from David Graeber, activist and public intellectual, and David Wengrow, professor of comparative archaeology, the book did appear interesting. More than that, when I checked my first option I found it was available through my city library’s ebook lending service. Enough other people must have heard about the book, though, that I saw it would first be available for me to borrow in several months. I tried to mentally brace myself and put a hold in, checking the lending application every so often with the impression the time until borrowing was going down a little faster than “every person in the queue keeps the book for the maximum possible time” might imply. At last, I had my chance to sign out the book. With the scope of time a history of humanity can cover, a few months’ wait to read it might not seem that long after all.
Invigorating perspectives )
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My library’s ebook lending service is handy, but perhaps not that easy to browse into its back catalogue. “New releases” are much more noticeable in it, and one new release I noticed was a book named The Free World by Louis Menand, subtitle just readable in the cover thumbnail as “Art and Thought in the Cold War” (from the end of World War II to the Vietnam War). With some interest in decades I wasn’t alive for picked up both through other looks back and some things from that time, I went ahead and signed out the book when I had the chance.
Thought and art )
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Scraping together thoughts to post to this journal is a constant hill to climb; justifying my Netflix subscription by finding things on it to watch is also constant even if it might be less of a slope (although I almost never turn on my cable these days but put its higher cost out of my mind). A while ago, though, I did get pointed to a short documentary series on the streaming service about the final launch of space shuttle Challenger. It’s a subject that stings with me given my age, but I thought I could take a chance on it.
The chance taken )
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I’ve made some good use of my municipal library’s ebook lending services over the past months, but their selection of titles can sometimes feel like “if you do find something you’ve already heard of, you’re lucky.” As the library itself moved back from “online holds and curbside pickup” to “entry with precautions,” I made a half-curious search of its catalogue for a book noticed months before in a Sunday supplement book review section with the thought this could save the cost of an ebook, and it turned out Alexander Rose’s Empires of the Sky really was available. The only problem once I had the book was that where “exposure to others” can be somewhat controlled, mere thoughts of “contaminated surfaces,” however overwrought they may now be, are harder to shake. I wound up keeping the book in my entry hall, reading it in sessions sitting on the steps right next to the hall and washing my hands immediately after each one. It did take me a while to get through the book for all the interest I took in its subject.
Modes of transport )
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There seem much cheerier things to be reading right now than a book about a nuclear power plant disaster, and to try for a “see, things could be worse” take seems all too much like tempting fate. Earlier this year, though, I’d got around to watching the five-part “Chernobyl” series shown on HBO and found it unsettling and compelling. Aware in general of “realities behind representations,” though, I did want to double-check some details and started looking up old National Geographic articles I remembered and taking chances on Wikipedia pages. Reading a book on the subject seemed that much better, however, and I did know there’d been one published not that long ago. On my last visit to the area bookstore before it closed for public health purposes, I found paperbacks of Adam Higginbotham’s Midnight in Chernobyl, but didn’t buy a copy. Afterwards, I was stuck with thoughts of buying an ebook version. Just to touch every base, though, I searched the catalogue of my local library’s ebook lending service, and found the book there. Signing it out did mean getting on a waiting list, and I did wonder if I’d have to wait until May to read the book even as I recalled the disaster had begun in April. However, checking the waiting list every day produced a few jumps forward, and I was able to sign out the book sooner than I’d expected.
Villains and heros? )
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A book titled Disney’s Land, with a cover illustration of a castle a bit squatter than and perhaps just a bit less familiar now than the one built in Florida about a decade and a half later, caught my eye at the local library. I have the general understanding there’s more or less a “fandom” for “Disney theme parks” (although given some of the things I’m always interested in “finding out more about,” I shouldn’t look askance at it), but I was willing to see Richard Snow’s book as something a little bit different than “one more enthusiastic product of a cottage industry.” I went ahead and signed it out.
Through the castle gates )
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I happened to see a report the winner of a science fiction award named after John W. Campbell had criticized that editor during her acceptance speech. Campbell may be dead almost fifty years by now, but I’ll admit to knowing enough about his prejudices (implied, perhaps, in a big slice of science fiction “old” may be too quick a description of seeming capable of imagining everything but the inclusion of visible diversity) to think they’re unfortunately still a problem. (The specific criticism could also have had something to do with a somewhat convergent slice of science fiction ready enough to write off any form of democracy to have some jumped-up variant or another of aristocracy rule the future in perpetuity instead of finding some more imaginative solution, which I’ll admit irks me too.) As I took in a discussion of this, though, I did happen to see a recent biography on Campbell and some of his most widely recognizable authors brought up. When I looked up the e-book version on a whim, it seemed affordable enough to take a chance on and see a new perspective on things, so I bought Alec Nevala-Lee’s Astounding: John W. Campbell, Isaac Asimov, Robert A. Heinlein, L. Ron Hubbard, and the Golden Age of Science Fiction.
Is the golden age twelve? )
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I happened to be in my home town the weekend of its library’s used book sale, and dropping in there I happened to see a copy of a book I’d at least been aware of before. Buying Andrew Lambert’s Franklin: Tragic Hero of Polar Exploration, I settled in to a new examination of a part of history I’d thought myself pretty familiar with (although it’s not new enough to take into account the recent discovery of the lost ships, which seem to counter the simplest theories of disintegration). Lambert’s thesis is that the British polar expeditions of the first half of the nineteenth century, culminating in the mysterious fate of Sir John Franklin’s last voyage, had been one part of measuring magnetic fields across the Earth’s surface, and that this helped explain how they’d been set up. Not as grandiose as other speculations I’ve read in recent years, it did seem to make sense to me even if I wondered about comments the magnetic mission was ignored even as the first expeditions set out to search for Franklin, who’s presented with more nuance than the overconfident duffer so many other books have seemed to imply him as. As well, though, I did pick up on what seemed an inaccuracy or two about things not strongly linked to the central argument, including that an American scientific expedition stranded in the High Arctic in the 1880s “survived by resorting to cannibalism in a very military fashion. The black soldiers were eaten first, then the white, and then the officers by rank.” My unfortunate reaction was that having found books about the ill-fated Greely expedition before, while I knew some of its bodies had been cut up I was pretty sure it hadn’t been integrated, just a few years after the final betrayal of Reconstruction.

While conscious of the risks of “weaselly nitpicking,” I did go so far as to look up Lambert’s closest endnote to his claim and get wondering about Michael Robinson’s The Coldest Crucible: Arctic Exploration and American Culture. Looking into that book suggested the paperback was no more expensive than the ebook, even if both were a bit expensive as university press volumes, so I went ahead and ordered it from the local bookstore. Once the copy had been delivered, I seemed to speed through it faster than I had with Lambert’s book. While it didn’t go into a lot of detail about the American expeditions north, it did examine how they both tried to present themselves and were viewed as at home, and how that changed over time. It didn’t include the anecdote about the Greely expedition Lambert had reported, although it did mention some askew comments about Greely himself not being seen as sufficiently robust and manly. The book did wind up saying polar explorers had ended up selling themselves as somehow “compelled” to go north, even if they also hoped to make a good living with book deals and other endorsements afterwards.
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Happening to see a comment about a book called “How to Invent Everything: A Survival Guide for the Stranded Time Traveler” did amuse me. After glancing into a copy at a bookstore, I wound up asking for a copy for my birthday. Not expecting to travel back in time, much less wind up stranded in the past, I suppose that even as I accepted on some level the book’s framing conceit I was also ready to see it as “a brief primer on science and technology,” similar in some fashion to the “tech trees” of the Civilization computer games. Still, from my first glance into the book I’d been mulling over its particular time travel model, which used a now-familiar idea that “changing history creates an alternative universe” (thus avoiding accusations of “paradox”) but let its time machine (assuming it’s still working) bring you back to the unchanged universe you started from. As if to keep things from getting too comfortable, though, I also took some interest in a flowchart that narrowed down just when you’re stranded. It did remind me of my impression “the twentieth-century Doctor Who series” often had the TARDIS simply unable to be directed to a desired destination, although I’m not familiar with the entirety of the show then.
No user serviceable parts inside? )
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It was somehow tempting to see even a little dissonance in a book about “American comics” spotted at an anime convention, but its being heavily marked down offered a different temptation to buy it. Working my way through David Hajdu’s “The Ten-Cent Plague: The Great Comic-Book Scare and How It Changed America” over the next week (while dealing with a cold it’s tempting in a different way again to blame on being in such a crowd), I recalled having heard a bit about the book when it had first been published over ten years before and glancing into it in the ship’s library on a cruise not that many years back, but also kept comparing it to a few other histories involving “the comic book scare” I’d read before.
For one thin dime )
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When a PBS “American Experience” program on “the circus” showed up in the options Netflix presents me with, the recurring conviction I ought to use my subscription to that service for more than the anime series (or even “animated series”) on it cropped up again. I have watched a number of documentaries on it before (including some others sourced from PBS, “The Civil War” and a more recent piece about the Voyager missions), even if this might be a bit like how I read plenty of nonfiction but do grapple with the concern I’m not reading enough novels to escape the lazy thought “any fictional prose that doesn’t whoosh by over my head or at least depress me isn’t serious enough to really value.” As for why this particular case grabbed me, though, beyond “the draw of a reputable brand name” I might have been conscious “the idea of the circus” was picked up in my mind one second-hand bit at a time, and tied up with a sense of it being “antique.”
Under the big top )
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On a trip to the city library, a book on a “new arrivals” shelf with the title The Personality Brokers: The Strange History of Myers-Briggs and the Birth of Personality Testing got my attention. As the description inside the cover suggested, the four-letter codes said to define “personality types” are familiar to me, even if I’ve never taken a test promised to spell that code out. Signing the book out seemed the simplest way to learn a bit more about the subject at that moment, so I did that and started reading.
Knowing yourself via questionnaire )
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An “Answerman” column on Anime News Network explained where the money so many people these days see as having gone into OVAs and movies of the 1980s had first come from. Its discussion thread then spun along to the point of mentioning a book about American reactions to Japan in that decade, said to include a chapter about anime fandom then. That did get my attention, inclined as I am to reflect on having been around for that decade without really managing to pick up on just where some of the syndicated cartoons I’d taken quite an interest in had first come from until the decade following. I started looking up the electronic version of Andrew McKevitt’s Consuming Japan, then went to the point of signing up for Kobo when the title wasn’t available in the Apple Books store in my country; now, I’m wondering if the “bonus points” Kobo gives with purchase outweigh the differences and complications in its reading program from the standard Books.
From book to 'zine' )
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At the neighbourhood library, while paging through “BBC History” magazine I happened on an interview with Max Hastings about a book he’d just written on the Vietnam War. Having read some of Hastings’s other military history books, I thought it might be worth learning something more about a conflict more recent than World Wars One and Two. The first place I did look for information on the book was the area bookstore, supposing it might not be out in print over here yet. However, when I saw it was available in paperback in the store itself, I wound up buying a copy.
1945-1975 )
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When I visited London, England a few years ago, I made a point of going to the British Museum. In looking up information on the artifacts of world culture on display there (I particularly wanted to see the Rosetta Stone and the Lewis Chessmen, but there were plenty of things I was pleased just to happen on), I picked up there had been a BBC radio series a few years before that had selected one hundred objects from the museum and used them to tell a history of the world. Copies of the companion book were displayed in the museum shops, but I only had so much spending money on me and had already packed my luggage pretty full. Instead, I eventually managed to download and listen to all hundred fifteen-minute instalments of the series, which made for an interesting but time-consuming tour (although probably still less time-consuming than going back to London). With thoughts of revisiting the history in a somewhat different way but saving time doing that, I finally ordered a copy of museum director Neil McGregor's book from my area bookstore.
Audio and text )
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The Digital Antiquarian led off an eight-part series on Tetris with an introduction describing the first computers in the Soviet Union (which helps show how plenty of things could be said about that game) and their initial application to cybernetic economic planning. That did sort of surprise me by itself. Aware of how mainframe computers in the West could be viewed with suspicion ("Big Blue," after all, has the same initials as "Big Brother"), it had been easy enough to suppose that had some bearing on things over in the "Mirror World." (As it turned out, though, a later entry in the series did touch on attempts to apply computers to surveillance...)

The discussion that followed that first part made several references to a book by Francis Spufford called Red Plenty, described as a historical novel footnoted with hard research about the Khruschev thaw and the years when it had seemed the Soviet Union was growing faster than capitalism could manage. Looking up more information on the book, I became interested enough to order a copy through the nearest bookstore.
Thoughts on the book and thoughts inspired by it )
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In eking this journal along through the ten-year mark (although I've just taken a step of a certain weight in switching off crossposting to the Livejournal it started as when new terms of service there, pushed at us instead of just sort of snuck by, raised a gut-level uneasiness), I have thought it'll get harder to make up "anniversary" posts. However, where there might not seem to be much of a difference between, say, "thirty years since" and "forty years since," there is one between "ninety years since" and "the centennial"...

I've been contemplating for a while the hundredth anniversary of the Battle of Vimy Ridge, but in taking note of what seems the general attempts these days to give it significance in the Canadian historical consciousness, I've got to wondering if Canada stands out by efforts to look back to the First World War singling out a "success." Just among the other Dominions brought into the war with Great Britain, my general understanding of Australia and New Zealand is that they focus on the futile struggles to break open a back door of the war at Gallipoli, and even Newfoundland, which wouldn't join the Canadian confederation until after the Second World War, looks back to the heavy losses of its small force at the Battle of the Somme.

There are risks in narrowing history to single moments in time. Capturing the ridge at Vimy was one operation in one more larger, inconclusive battle as crisis started really setting in for the Allies in 1917, and for all the mythologizing afterwards (although to say efforts to play up the battle only picked up in recent decades as its last survivors died do remind me I've seen a book from a Canadian centennial series that picked the battle as its "headline of that decade"), the war didn't help national unity so far as the conscription crisis pried apart English and French Canada. At the same time, I might have a weakness for "counter-counterarguments," and while making the Second World War "the good guys versus the bad guys" can neglect how much of it hinged on Germany turning to attack the Soviet Union and how much that reshaped the world afterwards, to the best of my understanding the First World War wasn't quite a matter of "the side scratching its head over why its flower of youth being fed into a grinder wasn't working somehow lasted long enough to declare victory"; to that extent at least Vimy could be seen as a step towards learning to get through the Western Front. I suppose, though, I've also thought that perhaps we've come to remember Vimy from the First World War because one specific moment that keeps coming to mind from the Second World War was the unsuccessful Dieppe raid.

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