Sunday, January 23, 2011

Library Loot ~ two more books

While Europe Slept: How Radical Islam Is Destroying the West from Within ~ by Bruce Bawer, 2006.  Synopsis:
The struggle for the soul of Europe today is every bit as dire and consequential as it was in the 1930s. Then, in Weimar, Germany, the center did not hold, and the light of civilization nearly went out. Today, the continent has entered yet another “Weimar moment.” Will Europeans rise to the challenge posed by radical Islam, or will they cave in once again to the extremists?

As an American living in Europe since 1998, Bruce Bawer has seen this problem up close. Across the continent — in Amsterdam, Oslo, Copenhagen, Paris, Berlin, Madrid, and Stockholm — he encountered large, rapidly expanding Muslim enclaves in which women were oppressed and abused, homosexuals persecuted and killed, “infidels” threatened and vilified, Jews demonized and attacked, barbaric traditions (such as honor killing and forced marriage) widely practiced, and freedom of speech and religion firmly repudiated.

The European political and media establishment turned a blind eye to all this, selling out women, Jews, gays, and democratic principles generally — even criminalizing free speech — in order to pacify the radical Islamists and preserve the illusion of multicultural harmony. The few heroic figures who dared to criticize Muslim extremists and speak up for true liberal values were systematically slandered as fascist bigots. Witnessing the disgraceful reaction of Europe’s elites to 9/11, to the terrorist attacks on Madrid, Beslan, and London, and to the wars in Afghanistan and Iraq, Bawer concluded that Europe was heading inexorably down a path to cultural suicide.

Europe's Muslim communities are powder kegs, brimming with an alienation born of the immigrants’ deep antagonism toward an infidel society that rejects them and compounded by misguided immigration policies that enforce their segregation and empower the extremists in their midst. The mounting crisis produced by these deeply perverse and irresponsible policies finally burst onto our television screens in October 2005, as Paris and other European cities erupted in flames.

While Europe Slept is the story of one American’s experience in Europe before and after 9/11, and of his many arguments with Europeans about the dangers of militant Islam and America’s role in combating it. This brave and invaluable book — with its riveting combination of eye-opening reportage and blunt, incisive analysis — is essential reading for anyone concerned about the fate of Europe and what it portends for the United States.
The Age of Orphans ~ by Laleh Kadivi, 2009.  Synopsis:
Before following his father into battle, he had been like any other Kurdish boy: in love with his Maman, fascinated by birds and the rugged Zagros mountains, dutiful to his stern and powerful Baba. But after he becomes orphaned in a massacre by the armies of Iran's new Shah, Reza Pahlavi I., he is taken in by the very army that has killed his parents, re-named Reza Khourdi, and indoctrinated into the modern, seductive ways of the newly minted nation, careful to hide his Kurdish origins with every step.

The Age of Orphans follows Reza on his meteoric rise in ranks, his marriage to a proud Tehrani woman and his eventual deployment, as Capitan, back to the Zagros Mountains and the ever-defiant Kurds. Here Reza is responsible for policing, and sometimes killing, his own people, and it is here that his carefully crafted persona begins to fissure and crack.
Library Loot is a weekly meme co-hosted by Claire from The Captive Reader and Marg from The Adventures of an Intrepid Reader that encourages bloggers to share the books they’ve checked out from the library.  Claire has the Mister Linky this week, if you'd like to share a list of the loot you brought home.

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Blue eyes and Caturdays

Can you tell I have blue eyes? I'm a tabby-point Siamese, and I looked sort of like this when I was younger.  I started getting darker as I got older -- I'll be eleven on April 20th.  I got darker because my tabby colors began to spread over my whole body.  The tabby stripes kept getting darker.  My tail is the darkest part of me.  But my eyes are still blue, though it's hard to tell in this photo of me.  Here's a chart that shows all sorts of tabby cats.  I'm sure I'm somewhere on there.

Kiki Jacobs, ole blue eyes, signing off

Friday, January 21, 2011

Beginning with forgetfulness

Hanna's Daughters ~ by Marianne Fredrikkson, 1994
Her mind was as clear as a winter's day, a day as quiet and shadowless as if snow had just fallen.  Harsh sounds penetrated, the clatter of dropped enamel bowls and cries.  It frightened her.  Like the weeping from the next bed slicing into the whiteness.

There were many who cried where she was.

She had lost her memory four years ago, then only a few months later her words had disappeared.  She could see and hear, but could name neither objects nor people, so they lost all meaning.

That was when she came to this white country where time was nonexistent.  She didn't know where her bed was or how old she was, but she had found a new way of being and appealed for compassion with humble smiles.  Like a child.  And like a child, she was wide open to emotions, everything vibrating between people without words.
I've read this book before, but it was in the late 1990s and I've forgotten details.  The book is about three generations of women, and this woman is in a nursing home.  My mother was in such a place because she had Alzheimer's, so I'm interested in how it feels.  I don't want to put the book down -- it's that compelling -- and I've gotten to page 110, already.

If you want to play along, this meme is hosted by Katy at A Few More Pages.  Share the first sentence or two of the book you are reading.  (Sometimes it takes several sentences to get the full thought.)  Then, share your impressions of that beginning.  Click this link to see what others say about the books they are reading this week.

Monday, January 17, 2011

Saturday, January 15, 2011

Feline's Favorite Friend Award ~ on Caturday

This is our friend Donna, who saved my life two years ago when Bonnie disappeared.  Donna came twice a day to feed me.  And she held her cell phone by my ear so I could hear Bonnie talking to me, and then Donna would give me treats.

I gave Donna a "Feline's Favorite Friend Award of Excellence ... for feeding me and giving me treats when Bonnie left me all alone for over two whole weeks."  I added my picture to the award and signed it, "Kiki Jacobs, Cat-in-Charge."  Donna put the award in a nice frame.

And now she's in the hospital with the flu and her heart is weak, Bonnie told me.  That's not good.  I know now that's where Bonnie disappeared for so long, into a hospital.  I told Bonnie to take Donna a book she could read while she's there, a book you may have read yourself.  The Cat in the Hat by Dr. Seuss is one of my favorites, though I would never wear a hat myself.  Since it's about a cat, I hope it reminds Donna of me.  Here's the book's beginning.  Have you read it?


The sun did not shine.
It was too wet to play.
So we sat in the house
All that cold, cold, wet day.

Bonnie usually does this meme on Fridays.  It's hosted by Katy at A Few More Pages. Bonnie was at the hospital with Donna yesterday and hasn't posted anything lately, so I don't think anybody will mind if I do it for her this time, even if it's Caturday instead of Friday.








Kiki Jacobs, Cat-in-Charge

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Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Snow lady

Somebody built a snow lady here at the gated senior community where I live.  I don't know who did it, but I like her blue eyes and ceramic buttons.  I can see she has a sweet tooth, but she isn't smiling at the slush and snow that will turn icy when the temps drop into the twenties tonight.  It's currently 35 degrees Fahrenheit, and this little lady is slowly melting.

Monday, January 10, 2011

Jamey's snowman

Jamey, who will be 18 on Sunday, first took a picture of his vehicle.