Tag: books
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Call me a fool; trust not my reading nor my observations
Lately -well, since I retired anyway- I’ve been noticing that I’m not retaining as much when I read; I find that I often have to re-read a paragraph to make sense of it: sometimes, the tense seems incorrect, sometimes a name I’ve just read escapes me; and occasionally I skip parts of sentences like words,…
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Are you telling the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth…?
I’m confused about a lot of things I suppose, but lately I have been vexed by the removal of ‘offensive’ books from the shelves of libraries both here and in the USA: books disguising themselves as ‘nonfiction’ when their detractors are convinced they are actually fictional (and hence not to be believed). I used to…
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Praising what is lost makes the remembrance dear
I have to admit that I’m not a dedicated library book borrower; books seem far too important to simply surrender after becoming intimately acquainted with them. Just as I wouldn’t borrow a dog to bond with and then return it after a week or two to see if I could find something better, a book…
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Marginal Thoughts
Now that my salad days are merely photos staring forlornly at me from a tattered album, I sometimes wonder what they would think of the one squinting back. Would it be as difficult looking forward in time, as it is in looking back? Not only do features change, but so do goals. Thoughts. I am…
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Learned without Opinion…
Sometimes we are almost too confident, aren’t we? Encouraged by something we’ve just read, and recognizing it as being already on file in our internal library, we congratulate ourselves on the depth and breadth of our scope. Perhaps it’s the title of an abstruse article, and even the picture at the top of the page…
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The Feast of Difference
I don’t read many children’s books anymore -my own children have long since had children of their own- but every so often I am reminded of how important books can be for them. Whatever you may think of political correctness and its enthusiastic exhortations for sensitivity, or its celebration of differences, there are times when…
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The Polarization Bias
Okay, I have to admit to living an unbeknownst lie –unbeknownst to me, at any rate. Sometimes it is easy to coast, to accept help where it is offered and feel almost foolishly grateful for suggestions that foster the dependence. Advice is seductive, guidance addictive. But more importantly, it is insidious. Critical thinking -critical analysis-…
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