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Saturday, October 31, 2015

Germaine Greer: still fiery, still outspoken: the feminist lioness | observer profile

The formidable writer is again embroiled in a protest over her views – but she’s never been a stranger to controversy and there’s no doubting that she has brought zest and vigour to our intellectual lives

Loud mouthed, rude and often obnoxious, Germaine Greer is consistently controversial. In other respects, including as a feminist, she is all over the place: dazzling us at one moment with polemics in favour of free love and, a few years later, vocally celebrating celibacy. It should hardly surprise us now that she is at the centre of another row.

Several thousand people signed a petition protesting that she should not be allowed to give a lecture at Cardiff University (on women and power) because she has, in the words of the petition, “misogynistic views towards trans women”.

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3 Articles About Books to Read Right Now -- Marlene Dietrich v. Leni Riefenstahl, Jonathan Franzen, and Blurbs

This article first appeared in The National Book Review

1. Michael Sragow, "'Dietrich & Riefenstahl,' review: Two Women Who Made Fateful Choices" (Washington Post)

Sragow reviews Karin Wieland's dual biography of Leni Riefenstahl, who advanced her filmmaking career by aligning herself with Nazism, and Marlene Dietrich, who emigrated and found success in Hollywood. "Both juggled multiple lovers; the bisexual Dietrich also married early, raised a daughter and supported her never-divorced husband throughout their lives," Sragow writes. "But Dietrich and Riefenstahl diverged on the crucial civic and moral decision of their day: to back Hitler or renounce him."

2. Colin Dwyer, "Forget the Book, Have You Read This Irresistible Story on Blurbs?" (NPR)

Dwyer explores the strange world of the "blurb," the ubiquitous words of praise from other authors on the back of book jackets. People have been decrying their influence at least since 1936, when George Orwell blamed the decline of the novel on "the disgusting tripe that is written by the blurb-reviewers." Also: no one knows if they actually sell books.

3. Jonathan Franzen, "The Birth of the New Yorker Story" (The New Yorker)

Taken from The 50s: The Story of a Decade, an anthology of New Yorker articles, stories, and poems published this week, Franzen's essay explores the rise of a distinct new literary form. The creators of "The New Yorker story," including John Cheever, John Updike, and Ann Beattie spoke a common language. New Yorker stories were marked by "carefully wrought, many-comma'd prose" and long passages of physical description . . ." Franzen says, and "well-educated white characters, who could be found experiencing the melancholies of affluence, the doldrums of suburban marriage, or the thrill or the desolation of adultery . . ."

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Devoted American pilgrims move Jeeves, Bertie Wooster and Blandings Castle to Seattle

PG Wodehouse’s biographer joins an annual convention to celebrate the US passion for the most English of comic writers

You might expect that the society devoted to the memory of PG Wodehouse and his works would celebrate its biennial “international convention” somewhere in Shropshire, deep in Wodehouse country, perhaps a bread roll’s throw from Blandings Castle. But the strange truth about the author of the Jeeves & Wooster stories is that he is as much honoured – and better remembered – in America than in Britain.

Which is one reason why the 18th convention of the Wodehouse Society was held last week in Seattle, world headquarters of Amazon, Starbucks, Microsoft and Boeing, grunge capital of the American music business and home of the late Kurt Cobain.

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Excerpt: Dark Matter and the Dinosaurs

"Dark matter" and "dinosaurs" are words you rarely hear together except perhaps in the playground, a fantasy gaming club, or some not-yet-released Spielberg movie. Dark matter is the elusive stuff in the Universe that interacts through gravity like ordinary matter, but that doesn't emit or absorb light. Astronomers detect its gravitational influence, but they literally don't see it. Dinosaurs, on the other hand... I doubt I need to explain dinosaurs. They were the dominant terrestrial vertebrates from 231 to 66 million years ago.

Though both dark matter and dinosaurs are independently fascinating, you might reasonably assume that this unseen physical substance and this popular biological icon are entirely unrelated. And this might well be the case. But the Universe is by definition a single entity and in principle its components interact. This book explores a speculative scenario in which my collaborators and I suggest that dark matter might ultimately (and indirectly) have been responsible for the extinction of the dinosaur.

Paleontologists, geologists, and physicists have shown that 66 million years ago, an object at least ten kilometers wide plummeted to Earth from space and destroyed the terrestrial dinosaurs, along with three-quarters of the other species on the planet. The object might have been a comet from the outer reaches of the Solar System, but no one knows why this comet was perturbed from its weakly bound, but stable, orbit.

Our proposal is that during the Sun's passage through the midplane of the Milky Way--the stripe of stars and bright dust that you can observe in a clear night sky--the Solar System encountered a disk of dark matter that dislodged the distant object, thereby precipitating this cataclysmic impact. In our galactic vicinity, the bulk of the dark matter surrounds us in an enormous smooth and diffuse spherical halo.

I'll tell you right up front that I don't yet know if this idea is correct. It's only an unexpected type of dark matter that would yield measurable influences on living beings (well, technically no longer living). This book is the story of our unconventional proposal about just such surprisingly influential dark matter.

But these speculative ideas--as provocative as they might be--are not this book's primary focus. At least as important to its content as the story of the dinosaur-destroying comet are the context and the science that embrace it, which include the far better established frameworks of cosmology and the science of the Solar System. I feel very fortunate that the topics I study frequently guide my research toward big questions such as what stuff is made of, the nature of space and time, and how everything in the Universe evolved to the world we see today. In this book, I hope to share a lot of this too.

In the research that I will describe, my studies led me down a path where I started thinking more broadly about cosmology, astrophysics, geology, and even biology. The focus was still on fundamental physics. But having done more conventional particle physics all my life--the study of the building blocks of familiar matter such as the paper or screen on which you're reading this--I've found it refreshing to probe into what is known--and what soon will be known--about the dark world too, as well as the implications of basic physical processes for the Solar System and for the Earth.

Dark Matter and the Dinosaurs explains our current knowledge about the Universe, the Milky Way, the Solar System, as well as what makes for a habitable zone and life on Earth. I'll discuss dark matter and the cosmos, but I will also delve into comets, asteroids, and the emergence and extinction of life, with special focus on the object hat fell to Earth to kill off the terrestrial dinosaurs--and a lot of the rest of life here. I wanted this book to convey the many incredible connections that got us here so we can more meaningfully understand what is happening now. When we think about our planet today, we might also want to better understand the context in which it developed.

When I started concentrating on the concepts underlying the ideas in this book, I was awe-struck and enchanted not only by our current knowledge of our environment--local, solar, galactic, and universal, but also by how much we ultimately hope to understand, from our random tiny perch here on Earth. I also was overwhelmed by the many connections among the phenomena that ultimately allow us to exist. To be clear, mine is not a religious viewpoint. I don't feel the need to assign a purpose or meaning. Yet I can't help but feel the emotions we tend to call religious as we come to understand the immensity of the universe, our past, and how it all fits together. It offers anyone some perspective when dealing with the foolishness of everyday life.

This newer research actually has made me look differently at the world and the many pieces of the Universe that created the Earth--and us. Growing up in Queens I saw the impressive buildings of New York City, but not so much of nature. What little nature I did see was cultivated into parks or lawns--retaining little of the form it took before humans arrived. Yet when you walk on a beach, you are walking on ground up creatures--or at least their protective coverings. The limestone cliffs you might see on a beach or in the countryside are composed of previously living creatures too, from millions of years in the past. Mountains arose from tectonic plates that collided, and the molten magma that drives these movements is the result of radioactive material buried near the core of the Earth. Our energy came from the Sun's nuclear processes--though it has been transformed and stored in different ways since those initial nuclear reactions occurred. Many of the resources we use are heavier elements that came from outer space, which were deposited on the Earth's surface by asteroids or comets. Some amino acids were deposited by meteoroids too--perhaps bringing life--or the seeds of life--to Earth. And before any of this happened, dark matter collapsed into clumps whose gravity attracted more matter--which eventually turned into galaxies, galaxy clusters, and stars like our Sun. Ordinary matter--important as it is to us-- does not tell the whole story.

Although we might experience the illusion of a self-contained environment, every day at sunrise and every night when the Moon and the far more distant stars come into view, we are reminded that our planet is not alone. Stars and nebulae are further evidence that we exist in a galaxy that resides within a far larger Universe. We orbit within a Solar System where the seasons remind us further of our orientation and placement within it. Our very measurement of time in terms of days and years signifies the relevance of our surroundings.

From Dark Matter and the Dinosaurs by Lisa Randall. Copyright 2015 by Lisa Randall. Excerpted by permission of Ecco, an imprint of HarperCollins Publishers.

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My love affair with the Pullein-Thompson pony books

Eva Rice rediscovers the magic of her favourite childhood books and what they still mean to her as an adult











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7 Deeply Spiritual Moments In Mary Oliver’s New Book Of Poems


Mary Oliver's poetry can often read like prayers -- full of humility, yearning and awe.


Although her faith doesn't neatly fit into any one organized religion, the Pulitzer Prize-winning writer still considers herself to be a deeply spiritual person. She embraces the idea of God in many of her poems, while being comfortable about not having all the answers. Her openness toward seeing the divine in nature's wild beauty is often reflected in her poetry. In the past, Oliver has called herself a "praise poet."


"I acknowledge my feeling and gratitude for life by praising the world and whoever made all these things," Oliver said in an interview for Oprah.com


In her latest book of poems, Felicity, Oliver explored what it means to love another person. And as in much of her work, she gave her readers a glimpse of her own unique spirituality.


What are some of your favorite spiritual lines from Oliver's poetry? Tell us in the comments below.



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My Brother is a Superhero by David Solomons - review

‘I would give it a 9/10 because of the illustrations, the plot and the humour’

This book is about a Luke and his brother, Zack, who are sitting in their tree house one night when Luke needs a wee. He goes inside the house to do his business when an almighty great flash of light from the tree house makes Luke jump with fear! Luke doesn’t even wash his hands as he races into the tree house to find a massive surprise…!

I really like the plot of this book and the settings, although the description could have been a bit better. I like to know what the setting looks like in a book. As well as this, the character description wasn’t very good. The author introduced quite a few characters and the majority of them weren’t described much. The ones that were described were the minor characters. If I were to give this book a rating I would give it a 9/10 because of the illustrations, the plot and the humour. This is good because it is David Solomon’s first novel and I hope he writes a sequel.

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Beyond the pall … how London fog seeped into fiction

Cloaked in symbolism, the choaking smog of Dickens and Jack the Ripper conceals murder and corruption in everything from Sherlock Holmes to Star Trek

I am not old enough to have lived through a yellow or black, dirty and suffocating London fog, but like many others I feel I have experienced it, especially through TV adaptations of the classics, with their inevitable use of fog as a backdrop to tales of mystery and evildoing set in 19th-century London. No representation of Sherlock Holmes or Jack the Ripper would be complete without it. Switch on the fog machine and light a dim gas lamp in the street and you have immediately told viewers what to expect.

But for many writers London fog was much more than a simple scene-setting device. Charles Dickens first conjured the image of foggy Victorian London in fiction. You can almost feel the clammy, tactile greasiness of the vapour as you read the opening passage of Bleak House (1853), with its evocation of fog coming “down the river, where it rolls defiled among the tiers of shipping, and the waterside pollutions of a great (and dirty) city”.

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