**** = Really good
*** = Worth seeing
** = A waste of time, but one or two good moments
* = Not worth your time
-0 = Less Than Zero: viewing this is likely to result in a dramatic loss of IQ points.
So 🤞.
xxvii + 580 = 607 pages. And I guarandamntee ya that I won't be reading 100 pages per day, so this is going to take some time...probably 20 days. Maybe even more.
Day 1 (DDRD 2,618) December 30, 2024
Read to page 10. (So 37 pages including the preferatory material.) Seems ok...but not very compelling. Then again, what would be after 9 Slough House books in 27 days?
Might read a bit more later today. (Though I'm more interested in Seth's Clyde Fans.)
Day 2 (DDRD 2,619) December 31, 2024
Read to page 41. The story is starting to tug at me, I'm glad to say. Mostly because the narrator, Arkady Dolgoruky, is such a motherfucker. He is definitely in the same camp as the Underground man, as RP noted in his introduction.
There are two things that I like about this translation: (1) when there is a note, there's a number. End bigoted are used rather than footnotes (which I think are superior), but at least you aren't expected o intuitive when here's a note, as has often been true in other texts. (2) When a foreign phrase us used, there's a footnote for it.
And I'm happy to say that thus far there have not been any of the irritating translation slip-ups that I've noted in previous books books translated by RP and LV. 🤞
Now for more Clyde Fans!
ADDENDUM: Which ↑ I finished. Amazing book.
Day 3 (DDRD 2,620) 👶January 1, 2025 👶
Read to page 70.
"The present time is a time of the golden mean and insensibility, a passion for ignorance, idleness, and an inability to act, and a need to have everything ready-made. No one ponders; rarely does anyone live his way into an idea." (63)
Well, I guess the times they aren't a-changin' as much as we thought.
Day 4 (DDRD 2,621) January 2, 2025
Read to page 101.
This Arkady fellow is DEFinitely a future Underground Man. He practically (but not literally) boils with anger and hatred.
Day 5 (DDRD 2,622) January 3, 2025
Read to page 112. Yeah, busy day. And it's already 8:40, which us dangerously close to this old man's 🛌 ⏰️ . But I might try to put away a few more pages. (To be honest, though, I'd rather read some more Castenada. 🙊)
Later....
"If the matter of marriage depended on women alone, no marriage would stay together." (125)
As an unwillingly twice-divorced man, I have to say I see some truth in that one. 😞
And...9:33...FINally got to page 130. Actually, this section was pretty gripping: mostly ab argument between Arkady and Versilov (his mostly absent) daddy.
Day 6 (DDRD 2,623) January 4, 2025
Read to page 160.
Reference in an endnote to Pushkin's poem "The Bronze Horseman" made me go looking for it. So:
Oh...I was hoing to paste it here, but it's quite long. Here's a picture instead:
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Day 7 (DDRD 2,624) January 5, 2025
Read to page 190.
Day 8 (DDRD 2,625) January 6, 2025
Read to page 220.
Day 9 (DDRD 2,626) January 7, 2025
Read to page 250. What a fool Arkady is. Sitting with a woman, he goes on and on about her beauty, including her "high bosom." For fuck's sake!
Lots of snow (10 inches or so) so, you'd think I'd have plenty of reading time, but I have Joe with me, and Joe ❤️s to talk, so...not so much. Got up at 5 to have some reading time, but Joe got up at 5:01. 😃
Day 10 (DDRD 2,627) January 8, 2025
Read to page 280.
Arkady to Katerina: "You are now imprinted on my soul forever." (255)
Arkady says this to the "high bosom" lady, but even so, this seems to me to be one of the most romantic things one human being can say to another. (Constance Garnett translates it as "Your image is imprinted on my heart for ever now." I don't think that's as good, actually...even though it's pretty close to being the same thing.)
The first person I thought of when I read this line was Clare. Isn't that odd...and sad? There have been other women in my life...dear, kind women... and yet my mind immediately goes to the one who nearly crushed the life out of me. I guess it goes to show that the heart (or soul) goes it's own way, is not bound my reason or any form of utilitarianism. 🤔 But nothing is truer than truth: Clare is imprinted on my soul (and heart), and neither pain nor time nor my decline into old age will cause that imprint to fade one jot. 😒😔
Day 11 (DDRD 2,628) January 9, 2025
Read to page 311.
Day 12 (DDRD 2,629) January 10, 2025
Read to page 341. So many parallels to Karamazov in this novel....
Day 13 (DDRD 2,630 January 11, 2025
Read to page 370.
Chapter One of Part Three begins, "Now about something completely different." (347) Say what??? Let's see how Constance did this one. Hmm...ah. "Now for something quite different." Yep, there you have it. Irrefutable proof that Dostoyevsky invented Monty Python. I rest my case.
I'm thinking that it might be time to get back to non-fiction for my DDR project. Maybe "religious" non-fiction. Like, say, Summa Theologica. The full version. There is a beautiful hardcover set available, but it runs around $250, and I don't think I'm THAT committed. Sure is purty, though.
Day 14 (DDRD 2,631 January 12, 2025
Read to page 400.
"It's impossible for a man to exist without bowing down.... If he rejects God, he'll bow down to an idol--a wooden one, or a golden one, or a mental one. They are all idolators, not godless, that's how they ought to be called." (373)
"...before you go to sleep, pray for the sinner tenderly; at least sigh for him to God: even if you didn't know him at all--your prayer for him will get through the better.
"So when you stand and pray before you go to sleep, add at the end: 'And have mercy, Lord Jesus, on all those who have nobody to pray for them.' ...'Lord, who knowest all destinies, save all the unrepentant'--that's also a good prayer." (384)
Thus is an idea that has come up a lot on my readings about Our Lady of Fatima. In fact, the Fatima orater in The Rosary specifically asks for the same thing: "...lead all souls to heaven, especially those most in need of Thy mercy."
It's a concept foreign to (and baffling to) my ears. How could praying for someone else--someone who is not even aware that you are praying for them--be of any help at all?
Day 15 (DDRD 2,632 January 13, 2025
Read to page 430.
Day 16 (DDRD 2,633 January 14, 2025
Read to page 462.
"No, you know if I could, I'd have done something! Only I can't do anything now, but only keep dreaming. I keep dreaming and dreaming; my whole life has turned into a dream, I even dream at night." (438)
And I was dreaming when I wrote this. (So forgive me if it goes astray.)
"...women love despotism." (448)
Well...that would be scanned. But (I'm sorry to say) I have seen some flickers of truth in that, depressing as that might be. The whole "Why does she stay with a guy who treats her like that?" thing which I've seen more than a few times. The whole "bad boys" thing. 😕
Day 17 (DDRD 2,634 January 15, 2025
Read to page 490. So only 74 pages to go.
Today would have been my 42nd anniversary if my first marriage hadn't dissolved. 😔
"...I didn't believe very much, but still I couldn't help yearning for the idea [of God]." (470)
Day 18 (DDRD 2,635 January 16, 2025
Read to page 535. Which leaves 30 pages. And I might do some damage there, since it's Sit In The Car & Wait For Joe Day.
🎉🥳🎉
And...yep. Read to page 580 (which includes all the the notes), = The End. Not a great book, but not a bad one, either. It was never a chorse to read it, at least. On the other hand, the plot is pretty thin, and many times there were echoes of other Dostoyevsky novels. So all in all, I'd say this one is skippable.
As for me...I've now read all of Dostoyevsky's novels, all of his novellas, and some of his shirt stories--enough to know that I don't want to read the rest of them. So...
Here Endeth the Dostoyevsky Project.
...what Modern Science has to say about the tilma:
The image, to this date, cannot be explained by science.
The image shows no sign of deterioration after 450 years! The tilma or cloak of Juan Diego on which the image of Our Lady has been imprinted, is a coarse fabric made from the threads of the maguey cactus. This fiber disintegrates within 20-60 years!
There is no under sketch, no sizing and no protective over-varnish on the image.
Microscopic examination revealed that there were no brush strokes.
The image seems to increase in size and change colors due to an unknown property of the surface and substance of which it is made.
According to Kodak of Mexico, the image is smooth and feels like a modern day photograph. (Produced 300 years before the invention of photography.)
The image has consistently defied exact reproduction, whether by brush or camera.
Several images can be seen reflected in the eyes of the Virgin. It is believed to be the images of Juan Diego, Bishop Juan de Zummaraga, Juan Gonzales-the interpreter and others.
The distortion and place of the images are identical to what is produced in the normal eye, which is impossible to obtain on a flat surface.
The stars on Our Lady's Mantle coincide with the constellation in the sky on December 12, 1531. All who have scientifically examined the image of Our Lady over the centuries confess that its properties are absolutely unique and so inexplicable in human terms that the image can only be supernatural!
https://olg.cc/about/about-our-patroness/our-ladys-image-on-the-tilma/
🤔
The Good News: I've got 344 pages of Slow Horses action in my 🔥 little 👐.
The Bad News: This is it. No more Slough House novels until Monday, September 8th, 2025. And it's not even the new year yet.
😕
I'd say I was going to read slowly and savor these last drops of story, but we both know THAT'S not going to happen...so....awaaaay we go.
Day 1 (DDRD 2,615) December 27, 2024
Read to page 132. And though s/he has been referred to a few tumes, there's been no actual appearance if that character. Talk about stretching things out, FF'sS.
The dedication page:
Coincidence...or something else?
The state of the modern world, with respect to cyber warfare:
"Keyboards were weaponized, trolls emerged from under bridges, and somewhere along the way free elections turned into free-for-alls, as if democracy were a shaggy dog story to which a joke president was the punchline. All those decades of the arms race, and it turned out there was no greater damage you could inflict on a state that ensure it was led by an idiot." (48)
Day 2 (DDRD 2,616) December 28, 2024
Read to page 288.
Earlier...
200 pages in, and still no _____. Though there have been a few more references. Mick is really facking with us on this one. On the other hand, it's been a thrill ride, so no complaints. We'll, one complaint: I've only got 144 more pages of new Slough House in front of me.
And I'm about to knock back some of them.
Later....
Well.
"Every national panic permitted a government to lace its boots tighter, which was why every government needed a visionary unafraid to sow chaos." (208)
And that is undoubtedly one of the three key reasons the Republican Party has embraced Donald Trump.
Later...
100 pages to go, and _____ has still not appeared. Fackin' hell, mon.
Meanwhile, back in the jungle...
Hmmmm. Internet Archive has
Reconstruction https://archive.org/details/reconstruction0000herr_l6f3/mode/1up
Nobody Walks https://archive.org/details/nobodywalks0000mick
All the Livelong Day https://archive.org/details/alllivelongdayot0000herr
And the Louisville Free Public Library has
This is What Happened
The Secret Hours
Down Cemetery Road
The Last Voice You Hear
Why We Die
Smoke and Whispers
Dolphin Junction
So it looks like The Complete Mick Herron is easily within reach. And according to Wikipedia, there's some Slough House related stuff in there....
Day 3 (DDRD 2,617) December 29, 2024
Read to page 344. The End. And surprise surprise surprise 😮, _____ never appears. So I suppose we'll have to wait and see what happens in the next book. 9 months from now.
Meanwhile, I'm going to steer myself back to some more serious reading. I'm thinking it might be time to finish that last Dostoyevsky novel.
Eine Kleine A.I. Music there (⇑).
A bit of trepidation before cracking this one open. The first 7 Slough House books (6 novels and one compendium of novellas) were so entrancing, so compelling...2,367 pages in 20 days--an average of over 118 pages per day every day for three weeks in a not very empty schedule...but at couple of the novellas (the last two) and a few spots in the last novel curdled a bit in my mouth. So I'm hoping that those weren't cracks preparing a collapse. So few series things seem to hold up as they extend through time. Jo Nesbø's Harry Hole novels, which start out brilliant and turn to sludge. Marvel movies. Every comic book ever. Entropy takes hold. The horse falters, staggers, drops, gasps, rots.
So, yeah. Trepidation. I want this book to be good. REALLY good.
🙏
🤞
Day 1 (DDRD 2,612) December 24, 2024
Read to page 79. Busy day.
Well, here's a great epigraph: "The simplest way to explain the behavior of any bureaucratic organization is to assume that it is controlled by a cabal of its enemies." --Robert Conquest's third law of politics.
Having spent 1/3 of my life working for Jefferson County Public Schools, I can attest to the truth of this supposition.
"...political fog, as history has illustrated, is best dispelled by the waving of flags and banners, which usually foreshadows the use of truncheons and sticks." (30)
I Facebook-messaged Mick Herron. Yeah, I know, but I felt like giving it a shot. I may have been slightly high at the time. After the usual, I asked him if the (back) door to Slough house was ever locked. It's been bugging me. Don't expect an answer, but hey...nothing ventured etc.
Day 2 (DDRD 2,613) 🎅🎄December 25, 2024🎄🎅
Read to page 163. Wouldn't have minded reading more, but hey, it's Christmas.
Read more. To 174. Merry Christmas.
Day 3 (DDRD 2,614) December 26, 2024
Read to page 302, The End. And my trepidation (see above) have been dispelled. This novel really kicked 🫏 . And ended on a note that has me so fraught that I'm going to have to start Bad Actors immediadamntely.
So enough here.
A long time ago...1978-ish...I was sent with a team from the 101st Airborne Military Intelligence unit (yeah, yeah, I know) to Camp Hood, near Watertown, New York. In the depths of winter. The mission was overstaffed, though, so most of our team of Signal Security specialists had nothing to do for a week or two...other than stay in our barracks...which were unheated. I'd brought my boxed set of The Lord of the Rings trilogy with me, and I spent many an hour underneath all the blankets I could find, immersing myself in Tolkien's world. * At one point a friend and fellow useless Signal Security specialist, Dave Turner, interrupted my reading to ask me a question. In my response, I referred to him as "Bilbo"--as in Bilbo Baggins. He looked a little hurt, and asked me why I'd called him a dildo. I explained, and we both had a good laugh.
I was reading Mrs. 'Arris Goes to Moscow (page 448 in the four book omnibus) when I came upon these lines:
And my brain ground to a stop. Pen AND ink. And I found myself thinking about two pens and inks from the days of my youth.
The first was a pen that you actually inserted into a jar of ink. (Presumably the kind Paul Gallico was referring to.) Apparently these pens still exist, since Walmart advertises them:
The second pen looked pretty much like the first, but it had an ink cartridge--also availableat Walmart:
So there you have it. Pen and ink.
BTW, the Mrs. 'Arris books have been quite delightful. I wish they'd made movies of the second, third, and fourth.
ADDENDUM; A few (night) hours after writing the above, iread this in Mick Herron's Joe Country:
338 pages. Also a 15 page preview if the next novel, Slough House.
Day 1 (DDRD 2,609) December 21, 2024
Read to page 30.
Have / Sorry to admit that as much as I've enjoyed Mick Herron's writing, I was getting tired of the "following a cat, rat, the sun, etc." opening and closing sequences. It's like when you realize that every song on an album is structured verse verse chorus verse bridge chorus. You just start longing for some variation, some deeds of day wing do. I guess Mick heard my cries as they filtered through the time anomaly and took a different approach with the opening of Joe Country. We start with a disturbing scene of a barn burning, which closes by telling us that two of the all horses--a man and a woman--are dead. Say what? I can see I'm going to gave a hard time not reading this book the way a duck eats*: without chewing.
ADDENDUM: So...left the house at 7 am to pick up the kids. Brought them home and watched a movie (The Killer's Game) with Joe, then two shows, then did prayers and stories (from four different books) with Jacqueline, then went for a walk with her. Took the kids to their mom's house, came home and watched the Chiefs beat the Texans, did a load if laundry, ate dinner. Then thought: I really want to read some more of Joe Country. So I did.
Read to page 85.
"As for River, he was still young enough to take the knocks and stay standing, or get back on his feet afterwards. A nice trick, soon lost. River would learn." (68)
Another of the seemingly casual, throwaway lines that hits me in the heart.When I look at my life now, I see that I haven't been able to stay standing after the knocks that I've taken. I try, I struggle, but it's like I'm living with the gravitational pull of Jupiter pulling at me, making even the simplest tasks difficult. It's wonderful to think that you're Cool Hand Luke, that no matter how many times you're knocked down you'll still manage to stagger to your feet and raise your fists to continue the fight. But that's just a movie. That's just bullshit. "There are storms we cannot weather."
* According to The Simpsons, anyway.
Day 2 (DDRD 2,610) December 22, 2024
Read to page 147.
Woke up shortly after 2 AM this morning and immediately knew that I was not going to go back to sleep. So I had a bowl of cereal, and I started to read, hoping to read myself back to sleep. Seems like I was awake for an hour or two, but my Fitbit says otherwise. Still, I put a pretty good dent in Joe Country, so at least there's that. Clearly this holding back to thirty pages a day is not going to work, so without further ado, "I renounce thee, pledge. I renounce thee, I renounce thee, I renounce thee."
There. All official now. And I can get back to reading.
Later....
Well, there was that hour and a half before church. And an hour before today's opera. So I got to page 192. Got home and the Lions and Bengals games were both over...so I suppose I'll just have to read a little bit more, won't I?
Even Later....
Hate to say it, but this is just a cheat: "When she looked up, everyone around her was dead." (212) Because it implies that the people Emma Flyte was following were dead, but they weren't. It was referring to the fact that Emma was in a grave yard. It's a cheat, Mick. Not clever. Hence the spoiler.
Read to page 239.
Day 3 (DDRD 2,611) December 23, 2024
Read to page 338, The End.
On the one hand, this was an exciting, compelling read. If not for a fairly bust weekend, I'd probably have knocked it out in two days instead of three. And now, A minute after finishing it, I feel the urges which I might yield-- to start in in the next novel, Slough House.
However...I'm not feeling as good about the writing as I did before. The "cheat" mentioned above. The opening pages, which told that two Slow Horses would die, which was not foreshadowing so much as lap dancing. And there were a few "cute" turns of wordplay which runs bed merge wrong way. If this had been my first Slough House book, I don't know that I'd have been compelled to read another.
But it wasn't, so I am. On to Slough House.