Monday, May 13, 2019

A River in Darkness

Asia is not usually high on my list of interests.  I have always wanted to visit Japan (likely linked to my dad’s serving as a missionary for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints there) and I’ve always wanted to visit the famous sights in China.  I once had the opportunity to visit Bangkok, and while I enjoyed it, it was very different from anything I had ever experienced before.  I don’t know a lot about the region in general, but have never been a big fan of North Korea.  Once European Communism fell in the late ’80s and early ’90s, places like Cuba and North Korea have seemed like time warps, holding out unnecessarily while continuing to oppress people.  When people make the decision to try to leave those places, I always find it to be one I can sympathize with.

Book cover.A River in Darkness: One Man's Escape from North Korea by Masaji Ishikawa (ISBN: 978-1-5420-4719-7) is just such a tale, although it does have an interesting twist.  The author was not born in North Korea; in fact, he was born in Japan and was ethnically half Japanese.  His dad, who was not native to Japan, moved his family to North Korea under pressure from ethnic compatriots and the pressure of being an ethnic minority in re-building, post-war Japan, where such minorities weren’t always welcome.  The promises of the Communist utopia were very quickly discovered to be a total sham by the author and his family.  However, there was no real opportunity to get out.  The author's family had nothing to offer the Communist Party, so they lived as peasants, eventually finding that living under the radar of the authorities was easier than trying to conform to the system in North Korea.  Eventually, Ishikawa tires of the poverty, starvation, racism, hypocritical inequality, and lack of freedom.  He heads toward the border with China, fearful, but determined to make a break for it since, although that would mean an uncertain future, it was better than the future he could easily predict inside North Korea.  He made it to China, eventually linking up with the Japanese embassy there, which, with great difficulty, helped exfiltrate him to Japan.  Once back, Japan had jumped forward forty or so years, while North Korea had steadily gone backward.  Ishikawa struggled to adjust and felt abandoned by Japan.

The book was interesting, but disheartening.  Ishikawa's childhood is not an easy one, with alcohol abuse and physical abuse having large roles.  The move to North Korea is understandable only from his father's point of view.  Once there, even his father grows disillusioned with their new country, but like so many people in totalitarian, socialist regimes, he never felt empowered or free enough to do anything about his situation.  North Korea is bleak from the family's arrival to the very last page of the book.  The descriptions of life there are simple, yet vivid and powerful.  Readers are drawn in to the dark, gloomy, depressing lives of the underclass in North Korea.  In a way, it like reading Dostoevsky, but it was real.  The story of the escape was a breath of fresh air and involved some risks, risk-takers, and genuinely good people.  Movement between Japanese diplomatic facilities and the flight to Japan have a spy story quality to them.  Ishikawa's return to Japan and struggle to fit in again returns the reader to the more depressing side of the book.  What is clear by the end of the book is that North Korea is an anachronism and deserved its place on George Bush's “axis of evil.”  The book, like other, similar memoirs, serves as a warning against the lack of freedoms engendered by socialist governments everywhere and the positive, although imperfect, results of the free market and capitalism.

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Wednesday, May 01, 2019

Putin Country

As a missionary, I spent a good chunk of time, about five months, if I remember correctly, in a suburb of St. Petersburg, Russia, called Kolpino.  When originally transferred there, I wasn’t sure what to think.  I came to enjoy my time there, especially as I got to know some of the people who lived there.  Kolpino was and remains a factory town, though.  The vast majority of the people we ran into on the streets were so-called “real Russians,” just like lower middle-class Americans who have to work hard to provide for their families are often referred to as the “real America.”  It was often a struggle to understand the slang-filled language of the common man, but I enjoyed the challenge and I enjoyed running into such a wide variety of people, from pensioners to basketball-mad teenagers and from Muslims of Central Asian descent to Orthodox priests.  St. Petersburg and Moscow are highly westernized and with their slick, polished images, are often far removed from the Russia that surrounds them, often less than an hour’s drive away.

Book cover.Putin Country: A Journey into the Real Russia by Anne Garrels (ISBN: 978-1-250-11811-0) provides a glimpse into Russia outside Moscow’s Ring Road and away from St. Petersburg’s glittering canals.  Garrels, who was a journalist in the Soviet Union, returned to Russia and decided to spend time in Chelyabinsk, also an industrial city, but one famous for being part of the Soviet military-industrial complex.  Like a lot of Russia, life here was extremely turbulent during the 1990s, right after the fall of Communism, and many people were happy to see some stability come to their lives and their country when Vladimir Putin came to power.  Since then, life has gone on, and, as tends to happen, different people’s lives have taken them different places.  The author delivers a number of short sketches of these different lives.  There are taxi drivers, working moms, doctors, activists, journalists, people fighting for the rights of disabled people, environmentalists, farmers, and entrepreneurs.  Not many sections of society are left untouched.  With all of her friends and contacts, Garrels eventually gets to the political questions Westerners wonder about.  In many cases, the Russians she talks to are either on board with Putin or at least accepting of the way things are going.  In the rarer cases when the people she talks to don’t like the way things are trending in Russia, the option isn’t to fight the good fight at home and change things through activism and electing the right people; the alternative to satisfaction with the status quo is to emigrate.  Garrels chronicles the hopelessness that many people feel, regardless of their political opinions, because they feel that Putin’s reign is a machine that cannot be altered.

I thought the literary portraits presented were great reading and reminded me a lot of Kolpino.  While anecdotal in nature, and not strictly scientific (in as much as social science can be called scientific), they seemed accurate and presented a faithful outline of the present general mentality in Russia.  I was not at all surprised to read about patriotic Russians who want the best for their country.  How to get there is what’s up for debate.  As long as the current system is in place, independent of personalities, things will probably only progress at an incredibly slow rate.  Corruption and cronyism, problems that are increasingly present in the West, make it hard for democracy, freedom, and economic prosperity to thrive.  Still, there was a lesson that is applicable to everyone and something worth taking into consideration when one weighs the policies one wants to support.  The lesson, I thought, was that, a lot of times, life is simply what we make of it.  The chapter that dealt with people fighting for a better life for their children with disabilities was poignant, but was also heavily marked by a fighting spirit of individualism.  One couple had worked hard, putting in the blood, sweat, and tears necessary to build a center for disabled kids and that provided various resources for parents dealing with the same things they dealt with.  They had built a successful operation, often in the face of formal and informal opposition.  Other parents involved in getting the project off the ground had similarly sacrificed.  The second and third generation of parents coming to the center had to be educated as to the commitments necessary both to improve their own situations and to continue the communal benefits.  It was slow work, but progress was evident.  Even in the face of great trials and an oppressive government, individuals find the best way to solve their problems.

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Monday, April 08, 2019

The Smoked Yank

While reading A P.O.W.’s Story, I learned that an entire body of literature exists about the time people spent in P.O.W. camps, concentration camps, and the like outside of the Holocaust and outside of the Soviet gulag.  Since man’s inhumane treatment of his fellow man seems to be as old as time, many of these works are also quite old, including a number exploring P.O.W. prisons during the American Civil War.  I have never been a huge Civil War buff, but I do hold an appreciation for the role it has played in America’s great history.  Some of that appreciation has been gained while visiting the famous battlefields like Gettysburg and Manassas.  Some has come from reading and coming to better understand the conflict and the stakes at hand.

Book cover.The Smoked Yank by Melvin Grigsby (available for free from Google Books), tells the story of one soldier’s time in the Confederate P.O.W. prison in Andersonville, Georgia.  It is really the author’s entire wartime experience, so we learn about his role in the Union cavalry before being captured, his time in Andersonville and other prisons, and, then, his time on the run as an escaped prisoner.  The account is very interesting and quite adventurous as there are battles, chases, escapes, secret plots, first love, hide-outs, and a happy ending.  The author was a patriotic Northerner who believed that black people deserved better treatment.  He left school to join the army.  He fought honorably in the cavalry before being captured.  His initial few months as a P.O.W. were sometimes uncomfortable, but not too much trouble, as he and the other men were treated more-or-less humanely.  Some Southerners were even kind enough to provide supplies to the prisoners or lend them books.  Later, though, they were transferred to Andersonville.  The prisoners didn’t know what awaited them there, but they soon found out.  Hygiene was almost non-existent thanks to swampland that served as a latrine for a camp that often housed triple (or more) the number of people it was designed for.  Food was in drastic short supply.  Disease, which was the number one killer in the war, raged in the camp, too.  There were also executions of the Union soldiers, which the author didn’t seem to find too out of line, and Union-on-Union violence, which is one of the larger subtexts to the prison’s story in later academic studies of the prison.  Eventually, the author finds a way to make his escape, and then spends (if I was following things correctly) a few months on the road running from Rebels back to the North.  The story of the escape is just as intriguing as his time in Andersonville, if not more so.  He is helped at almost every turn by the slaves, who, with one notable exception, are grateful for the Northerners’ sacrifices in securing their freedom.  There are many close calls, a lot of time spent hidden away in the swamplands of the South, and a lot of risk.  Eventually, the author makes it back to his family in the North.

I enjoyed the book and, as mentioned, thought it had a nice mix of information and adventure in the telling of the story.  I was, maybe, a little underwhelmed by the author’s description of the infamous prison, but I think his experience, which was not as lengthy as that of many others, was a little different.  It was very similar to other stories in the same vein because Grigsby was someone who wasn’t going to let things just happen to him.  He was always looking for the next way out, the next work party join, or the next scheme inside the prison yard to stay active.  The story of his escape, which simply would not have been possible were it not for the help of what was essentially the Underground Railroad, although he never called it that, was a highlight for me.  It seemed the good in the human spirit was on display as so many people, who were still technically slaves, opened their homes to a white man and provided him with food, blankets, medicine, sometimes at great personal risk.  Like most good books, this one had a few good lessons packaged inside an intriguing and inspiring story of adventure.

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Sunday, April 07, 2019

The Days of the Consuls

In fact, this was a continuation of last year’s disturbance
which had never altogether ceased, but smoldered on in muffled silence,
waiting for a convenient excuse to erupt again.

As soon as one learns anything about the ex-Yugoslavia (commonly, but rather incorrectly referred to in the West as “the Balkans”), one hears about the Yugoslav writer Ivo Andrić.  Andrić was born in Bosnia and Herzegovina while it was under Austro-Hungarian rule.  He later published a number of works, the most famous being The Bridge on the Drina, for which he was awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature.  That book is usually thought of as part of a trilogy of books that tells all about the clash of civilizations that was a big part of Andrić’s life in Bosnia, home to four distinct ethnic groups who adhere to four different religious traditions, all under the reign of various foreign conquerors throughout history.

Book cover.The Days of the Consuls by Ivo Andrić (ISBN: 978-86-6457-018-3), which has been published in English under the alternative titles of Travnik Chronicle and Bosnian Chronicle, fits right into Andrić's main motif, telling the story of the city of Travnik, which is medium-sized for Bosnia today, but was historically much more important as the seat of the Ottoman Empire in Bosnia, during a few short years while the Austro-Hungarian Empire and Napoleon’s France kept consuls in the town.  The story is told from an omniscient narrator point of view, but focuses largely on French consul, his entourage, and his interactions with the others in Travnik, be they local or outsider.  The French consul deals with being an outsider himself, shunned by the local Muslims and never really understood by the Ottoman representative, although their relationship was cordial.  He remains the enemy of the Austro-Hungarian consul, although he sees many similarities between the two men and carries on professional, if not friendly, relations with him.  The members of the consuls’ families and entourages are met with varying degrees of acceptance or disgust by those around them, including those from the local clergy.  The Muslim population seems to be the most vocal in their distaste for the outsiders, but the Orthodox, Catholic, and Jewish populations also steer clear and are distrustful of the changes the presence of the consuls seems to be ushering into their otherwise simple lives.  When Napoleon is finally defeated, the French no longer see the need for a consul in Travnik, and the French consul is recalled.  The Austrians also remove from Bosnia.  With all that has changed, all has remained the same.

I had always intended on reading Andrić’s so-called trilogy in the order they were published, but it didn’t happen thanks to the vagaries of translation.  I bought this book not being aware that it was the same book as the Travnik Chronicle.  All the same, I enjoyed it and still look forward to someday really pushing my brain to its limit by reading it in its original language.  More than once, while reading, I thought of Tolstoy and his sweeping historical epic, War and Peace.  This does not attain those heights, but I found the style to be very similar.  I enjoyed the thorough descriptions of people and place achieved through masterful use of language instead of relying, like so many modern authors, on cliché and overly vulgar and expressive language.  It might mean more to me because of my own extensive travel in the country and the familiarity inherent to reading about something one knows relatively well.  Andrić believed that Yugoslavia had a unique and uniquely turbulent past that presented many opportunities for learning, learning that would help people avoid the ethnic and religious conflict that has seemingly always plagued the region.  In the book, which is, in a way, plotless, as it simply chronicles the day-to-day lives of Travnik’s citizens, one can see this theme, but I would argue it is meshed with one that emphasizes similarities over differences, and that is the lesson, one that is, unfortunately, unheeded in modern-day Bosnia and Herzegovina, and unheeded elsewhere.  Slightly different approaches to the same fears, concerns, and goals hindered all parties in the book from a more mutually beneficial co-existence.

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Saturday, March 30, 2019

Dachau and the Nazi Terror

. . . humanity — that is, resistance against [a] system forced upon the people . . .
 — Hermann Langbein

I was ashamed of my passivity and ignorance.
This was where the path of an unpolitical person living in seclusion led.
Helpless and lost, one is dragged along by the raging torrent.
 — Ladislaus Ervin-Deutsch

When I was a kid, World War II held a certain fascination for me, but it wasn’t really the war that was interesting, but the machines and planes that were used throughout the war.  I really liked to draw, and the large bombers, small fighters, and intriguing, unique vehicles like half-tracks, captured my young imagination and were some of the most common subjects of my early attempts at artwork.  As I got older, I came to better understand the horrors associated with World War II, including the Holocaust and the atrocities committed by the Empire of Japan.  There were also all the battles throughout the world that caused so many deaths and so much destruction.  I got a better understanding of the scale of that destruction while visiting Germany at the end of my mission to Russia.  I was also able to visit Dachau and get a small idea of the scale of the horror of the Holocaust.

Book cover.Dachau and the Nazi Terror: 1933–1945: Testimonies and Memoirs edited by Wolfgang Benz and Barbara Distel (ISBN: 3-9808587-0-7) is a collection of memoirs written up by a variety of people who, in some way, experienced the Nazi concentration camps.  The volume contains thoughts from a couple different German Jews, a member of the French resistance, American liberators, Jews from other parts of Europe, including Poland, what was then Czechoslovakia, and even the further-away Latvia.  It was interesting to read the variety of experiences.  The common denominators were that everyone, sooner or later, experienced the terror of the concentration camps and that the vast majority of those interred were there because of their ethnicity or because of their political beliefs.  Other than the two short testimonies provided by American liberators, each of the former prisoners discussed the drudgery of prison life, the daily struggle for life that got harder and harder the longer the war dragged on, and extreme contrast between the brutality of so many and the kindness of a few soldiers and citizens who rose above the prevailing patterns of thought and behavior.  It was interesting to read about the various commentators’ lives before and during the war, their varying degrees of commitment to their religious or political ideals, and their varied responses to life in the concentration camps.

The book is, obviously, likely to be tough reading for some.  It is, nevertheless, extremely interesting and full, I found, of lessons.  I was impressed with the strength of all those who wrote.  Writing or speaking about such experiences is not often easy, but it is important, and I am glad these people made it happen.  Without their voices, the lessons of time are lost and forgotten.  It is said that if a people does not learn from history, it is bound to repeat history’s mistakes.  That thought did not leave me for one second as I read this book.  Entire peoples were slated for extermination simply because of their ethnicity.  An official policy of discrimination and hate was enacted by a government simply because someone looked different or had a different ethnic background.  In addition to the ethnic hatred, there was political intolerance and hatred.  People who thought differently than the official line were first ostracized, then imprisoned, and then killed.  The Nazis, socialists, had no love for the communists.  I, too, don’t agree with the tenets of communism, but as I read, I found it horrible that the marketplace of ideas wasn’t allowed to let people say their piece and have others make their own choices on accepting or rejecting those ideas.  Especially troubling was the experience of one prisoner who went from the Nazi concentration camps to the Russian gulag.  Both of the intolerant positions described above have similarities to what we see in politics today.  Another lesson to be learned from the memoirists is that political involvement is key.  One writer mournfully noted that he had always been apolitical, the same as so many of the people he knew.  That lack of involvement, he figured, had allowed the minority to take control and take things in such a negative direction.  A third lesson worth mentioning (although there are more) is that the writers did not display any hatred.  One told of coming across one of his former guards after being liberated.  While some of the prisoners did act out violently toward this former guard, some of the Jews, including the writer, turned away from the scene and did not take their turn attacking the man even though they could have easily made the case that they were justified in doing so.  Many writers commented fondly on the guards that treated them humanely or the civilians who risked punishment, but, all the same, tried to help the prisoners.  The prisoners often looked for opportunities to see the good around them and to persevere even in the face of intense trial.  One noted that this was a characteristic present in many of those who survived.  That is a powerful lesson for us.

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Thursday, February 28, 2019

An Inconvenient Book

I first heard Glenn Beck on the radio while working as a delivery driver many years ago.  I was not a big fan.  I thought some of the show’s humor sometimes strayed into the gutter.  When it came to the more serious stuff, though, I liked that Beck discussed ideas and principles.  I didn’t always agree with what he was saying, but the subject matter was refreshing and was a definite break from the pandering to party that most of the other radio show hosts engaged in.  Beck’s partisan-free outlook has always been intriguing to me; his willingness to see conspiracies in so many things is off-putting.  That hasn’t changed much over the years.

Book cover.An Inconvenient Book: Real Solutions to the World's Biggest Problems by Glenn Beck (ISBN: 978-1-4165-5219-2) discusses some of the big political and social problems that face America.  There are 22 chapters that take on topics ranging from global warming to avoiding chick flicks and from illegal immigration to dating.  The book takes a simple tack: a problem is discussed, some examples or arguments from one side are given, Beck’s rebuttal is given, and then a solution is proposed.  The book, which is more akin to a coffee table book than anything else, features illustrations and little thoughts (usually humorous) thrown in throughout.  With a couple exceptions (i.e., chick flicks as mentioned above), the problems are ones that seem to define America and that seem to divide America.  As one would expect a conservative media host to do, the writing is straightforward and holds nothing back; as one would expect from Beck and his team, there’s a bit of humor worked in.  It is also full of a wide range of material that keeps things interesting.

Published in 2007, An Inconvenient Book was only Beck’s second book.  He’s, obviously, written (or had ghostwritten, as the case often is with celebrities and books) quite a few more as of this writing.  The problems discussed are still relevant, which is kind of sad.  It makes one of the points in the book, which is the general inefficiency of government, seem to hold water.  It was interesting to see the old Beck, before he got more serious as he tried to found his own media empire, in the book.  Only one chapter engaged in the conspiracy-like thinking that Beck is sometimes prone to engage in.  Overall, it was an interesting book and one that, if one has an open mind about the country’s problems, presents some worthwhile information, which can get you thinking about what your positions really are.

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Thursday, January 24, 2019

The Zookeeper’s Wife

I have always been interested in stories about the resistance in World War II.  During a trip to the Netherlands quite some time ago, I really enjoyed visiting famous sights where acts of immense bravery and kindness, such as where Anne Frank and her family hid, took place.  We also walked past Corrie ten Boom’s house, now a museum, but were unable to visit because it was closed when we were there.  We also visited the Dutch Resistance Museum, which was fascinating and which provided a more in-depth view of the resistance and how it functioned and how so many people were able to participate in the Dutch attempt to withstand the evils of Nazism.  There are similar stories from all the countries invaded by Nazi Germany.  Like the Dutch stories that have proven a source of lifelong inspiration, these other stories, usually not quite as famous, cover a wide range of people doing what was right and are able to inspire us to do what is right, even in the face of great danger.

The Zookeeper’s Wife: A War Story by Diane Ackerman (ISBN: 978-0-393-33306-0) is one such story.  The story’s heroine is Antonina Żabińska, who was a Polish writer and the wife of the head of the Warsaw Zoo, Jan Żabiński.  Both were members of the underground resistance that fought the Nazi occupiers of their homeland.  They, like most members of the resistance, used what they had on hand to do this.  In their case, the story is rather remarkable because what they had on hand was a zoo.  This gave them cover for Jan to be out and about more than the average Varsovian and provided some unusual hiding spots for fellow resistance members and Jews alike.  Jan also used his position working for the municipality to help Jews escape from the ghetto, and they were often housed at the zoo, both in spaces formerly inhabited by animals and in the family’s house (which was always home to an extensive menagerie of unusual pets).  As with any underground operation, there were risks and close calls.  Hitler’s henchmen were interested in purebred animals as well as purebred people, so the zoo was of interest to some high-ranking Nazis, some of whom visited the zoo.  Regular soldiers used it as barracks and shot some of the animals for food.  The whole situation was always dangerous because one could never be sure just what those walking past the house would notice about the extra bodies in the house.  Jan, Antonina, their son, and some of their animals made it out of the war alive, having done the right thing by all those whom they helped and having risked it all.

I kind of expected I would like the book, and I wasn’t disappointed.  The story was very interesting and well written.  The reader is presented with a rather detailed (arguably too detailed in places) picture of the Żabiński family, the zoo, and the work Jan and Antonina did to save people from the Nazis.  Throughout the book, I was reminded of the risks they took and thought of how important a characteristic that is to have.  I believe they were always calculated risks, and they didn’t push the envelope when they didn’t have to, but to be able to do the right thing in a world, like the one created by the Nazis, where wrong is right and right is wrong, one has to be able to put aside risk aversion to a certain extent.  It was only by being willing to take certain risks that the story’s heroes could help as many people as they did.  Like all such stories, it helps us to never forget, but hopefully it does more than that and inspires us to not just never forget, but to undertake proactive measures to help the world avoid repeating the same mistakes again.

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Sunday, January 13, 2019

Star Wars: A New Dawn

The Star Wars franchise is interesting in that is has caught a firm hold of the imaginations of so many people.  Now that Disney owns it, the level of commercialization associated with it has, of course, skyrocketed.  One of the things Disney has done is make animated series that tie into their official, or canon, universe.  The second of these is called Star Wars Rebels.  It ran for four seasons, and I have watched most of the episodes (working through the fourth season as of this writing), thanks, in large part, to family members who find it to be pretty much the best thing ever.  The series has been better than I would’ve expected (other than the lamely rendered lightsabers, which are too thin and pointy).

Book cover.Star Wars: A New Dawn by John Jackson Miller (ISBN: 978-0-553-39286-9) talks about how two of the main Rebels characters met and teamed up to fight the Empire.  A guy named Kanan is living out his life in anonymity, usually jumping from one job to another to stay ahead of anyone really getting to know him, mostly because he’s a little afraid of the Empire and because he’s really never known anything different.  His public image is that of a rough-and-tumble cowboy, piloting ships carrying explosives and fighting anyone who so much as looks at him crookedly.  However, he often finds himself helping people out of sticky situations, usually seemingly without thinking as it just seems to be a part of who he is.  Opposite him is Hera, a Twi’lek, a humanoid alien (basically a human with so-called head-tails), who is an excellent pilot and has already dedicated her life to fighting against the Empire, although she is not part of any truly organized effort.  Their worlds collide on a planet where the moon is the real draw because it can be mined.  Kanan saves a few people, having used the Force to keep a cave from collapsing on them, and so is looking for a way away from the planet to avoid detection as a former Jedi.  Hera comes to get some information from a guy who works for a Star Wars version of a signals intelligence agency.  They meet in a dark alley, fighting off the local gang bangers and protecting people in the process.  Eventually, rather begrudgingly (especially for Kanan), they’re drawn into a mission that involves smuggling things on board an Imperial ship, fighting a cyborg, and a few shoot-outs.  There’s lots of action, some Star Wars-style romance, and the necessary positive ending after all the damage is done along the way.  The result is that the groundwork is laid for Hera and Canan, no longer completely running from his Jedi past, leading a small team of rebels all over the galaxy, resisting the Empire whenever they get the chance.

Since the series has been a pleasant surprise, I figured the book would decent, and I was not disappointed.  In a way, it was predictable, and Kanan’s storyline was an awful lot like Ahsoka’s, but I still found the story fun to read, and there was enough to the plot to keep it interesting, including a number of minor characters that were developed sufficiently to make them a good part of the story.  Fans of the TV show will enjoy the book, but if there are Star Wars fans thinking of giving the TV show a try, this book would probably be good to read before watching.  It would make it a bit less predictable.  Finally, as with all things Star Wars, there were enough loose ends to make it very easy for someone to come along and write the next installment or a spin-off.

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The Winter Fortress

You have to fight for your freedom and for peace.
You have to fight for it every day, to keep it.
It’s like a glass boat; it’s easy to break.  It’s easy to lose.
— Joachim Rønneberg

World War II played out on a much larger stage than I was aware of growing up.  In my mind, in Europe it was the U.S. and the UK with some marginal help from France taking on Germany, which had some marginal help from the Italians.  Russia got involved late and helped beat the Germans, but brought Communism with them.  In Asia, the U.S. fought Japan.  My guess is that is the fairly standard portrayal given by American schools.  What isn’t always so obvious to kids is that while those countries were the big-shots, their actions cut a much wider swath.  The book Snow Treasure, a kids’ book about a bunch of gold being snuck out of Norway, likely with the help of some kids on sleds, to keep it out of Nazi hands, although only “based on a true story,” piqued my interest in the way World War II had an impact on the countries other than the ones that come immediately to mind.

Book cover.The Winter Fortress: The Epic Mission to Sabotage Hitler’s Atomic Bomb by Neal Bascomb (ISBN: 978-0-544-36806-4) is a story that tells just such a story (incidentally, also in Norway).  The book tells part of the story of Nazi Germany’s efforts to acquire an atomic bomb.  Those efforts were tightly tied to Norway’s hydroelectric capabilities and a substance known as heavy water, or water with extra deuterium in it.  Early experiments by Allied and Axis scientists alike indicated that heavy water could be used in making an atomic bomb.  Germany pursued this theory rather aggressively.  After occupying Norway, the Germans used Norway’s production of heavy water to accelerate their nuclear experiments.  The Allies knew this and wanted to come up with a plan to prevent the German scientists from getting what they needed.  Norwegians in the resistance did a lot in their day-to-day efforts to sabotage the heavy water without doing too much damage to the plants where it was produced since that would lead to German reprisals and put many Norwegians out of work.  It was something the Norwegians had to carefully balance.  As things got down to the wire, though, even the Norwegians could see that their efforts would have to increase in scale.  With help from the UK, various plans were set in motion, including one that led to some disastrous deaths in the Norwegian outback as saboteurs rode gliders into Norway only to crash land with horrible results.  Later attempts were more successful with Norwegian commandos, already in Norway, conducting two successful raids against heavy water, one damaging the plant and one preventing a large delivery of the water from being completed.  After the first raid on the plant, the production capabilities were eventually brought back on line, but when they were, the U.S. bombed the plant, putting down for the count until the end of the war.  The book chronicles these operations, all that led up the them, and many of the brave people it took to make them successful.

The book was extremely interesting and well written, easily keeping my interest, even in places where the discussions were more scientific in nature.  The arctic adventure and sneaky military operation aspects were really cool.  As with most such stories, the story also includes a significant portion discussing the sacrifices so many made to keep their homelands free.  One often thinks of that in terms of casualties, but I was reminded in this book that it’s not always so cut and dry.  One of the main resistance figures lived through the war, but he lost his family, as his wife and kids moved to Sweden and his wife found another man there.  The soldier also never recovered from the mental stresses of fighting, starving (I learned a lot about the edible properties of all parts of a reindeer and how well moss can be added to soup), freezing, not sleeping, and working under cover.  There were also civilian casualties, for which all involved were sorry, but the general feeling was that people knew and understood that was part of war and they were willing to sacrifice for the greater good of their country and for the greater blessing of being free.  The book, then, is what good history should be, solid storytelling about interesting events that had far-reaching impacts and inspiring actions by the people involved.

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning,
We will remember them.
— Laurence Binyon, “For the Fallen”

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Saturday, January 12, 2019

The Vory

As a missionary in Russia, my views into the criminal underworld were rather limited.  Missionaries were, of course, sometimes mugged, and everyone ran into Gypsies and other beggars.  Some missionaries preferred to exchange money on the street instead of in a bank because they got a better rate, but that was about it.  A pretty cool story I was aware of was that one of the Russian missionaries had been in some kind of gang before joining the Church.  The story went that he was found by missionaries who were tracting one night.  They knocked on a door and this guy let them in.  People were partying loudly in the apartment, but this guy took the missionaries into the kitchen and they talked for a few minutes.  Further meetings ensued, and this guy joined the Church.  It’s now been twenty years since my missionary service began, but maybe ten years ago, I heard that this guy had married one of the Russian sisters who served in St. Petersburg, too, and he had even had a stint as a branch president.

Book cover.In The Vory: Russia's Super Mafia (ISBN: 978-0-300-18682-6) by Mark Galeotti, one gets a much more in-depth look at Russia’s criminals.  The book looks at the heavy hitters, not the petty thieves, starting way back in tsarist times and finishing with events of the last couple years.  The history of Russia’s criminals is interesting in that it is rather tightly woven together with the history of Russia itself.  The Russian Empire, the Bolsheviks, Stalin, Gorbachev, and then Yeltsin and now Putin have all left a mark on Russian organized crime.  The central figures, the so-called thieves in law (“in law” because they lived according to the thieves’ code) have proven themselves resourceful and adaptable, changing their methods and worldview to fit whatever comes their way.  Originally unwilling to be part of mainstream society, Stalinist repression and policy caused a demographic shift in the underworld that resulted in the top criminals finding a partner, not an enemy, in the state, and that relationship has continued to morph up through today, where crime, business, and politics is often a blurry and hard-to-define conglomeration.  Russian organized crime was a hot topic in the 1990s, when it and the oligarchs settled their scores openly and violently on the streets of Moscow and St. Petersburg, and security services around the world warned of the Russian mafia and its potential influence in Europe and even farther abroad.  Galeotti discusses that, too, including organized crime in America that is tied to the Russians.  He notes, though, that most of the Western fears never materialized, and the Russian criminals were never able to (or never even tried to) overtake the criminals who were already in place.  Now, with their shady ties to legitimacy, they ply their trades on the margins, providing services such as hacking or providing frontline fighters in Crimea.  There are a few significant words on the costs of crime, both in terms of people and economics.  The author’s main thesis is that the Russian thieves, the vory, now a solid part of mainstream society, a complete 180° turn from their pre-Revolution days, have adapted before and will continue to adapt to whatever situation comes their way.

This was a very interesting book that I thought did an excellent job providing a sufficient amount of detail on a very broad and complicated subject without going into any one particular area too deeply, leaving that for other books, articles, etc.  The history was well worth it, especially in the context of the overarching point of the book.  I enjoyed the anecdotes as well as the analysis, finding it sound in most places.  The point is well made, focusing largely on the post-Communist time period, which is more relevant to most readers, but pulling from the rich history of the thieves when necessary.  The only danger with books of this nature is that the reader is prone to start thinking of all people in a given society, in this case the Russians, as criminals, when, in fact, it’s just a small subset of the entire population.  Organized crime is presented as such as widespread thing that it seems everyone’s involved.  One has to keep proper perspective when reading about the subject.  On the other hand, it would seem that it’s a pervasive problem, and the book, in a way, is a call for people everywhere, but especially in the West, where organized crime is (hopefully?) not as pervasive, to work hard to prevent our government and business institutions from becoming so tightly intertwined with criminals because of the tolls that has on democracy and economics.

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Why Kosovo Still Matters

I am not quite old enough to remember bomb drills in school.  That was, thankfully, not part of the curriculum by the time I was going to school.  Still the world changed a lot when Communism fell apart in Eastern Europe, and I have got to see some of that happen, more or less, right before my very eyes.  In some cases, the fallout of those momentous changes took quite some time to settle.  The former Yugoslavia is one of those instances, with Kosovo being a major part of the dust that has yet to completely settle.

Book cover.Already eight years ago, Why Kosovo Still Matters by Denis MacShane (ISBN: 978-1-907822-39-1) was printed.  At that time, Kosovo had only been independent for three short years, with many in the West wondering why this little country was such a focus for so many in government.  The book gives a short history of Kosovo, but spends the bulk of its relatively few pages discussing the more modern history of the country from the fall of Yugoslavia to its troubled beginnings as an independent state.  Kosovo faces a number of difficulties.  Most are local, many having to do with the hostility of its neighbor and former overlord, Serbia.  These are unlikely to subsist soon because of the large Serbian minority in Kosovo.  Other problems exist because of the lack of support from the international community.  In essence, Europe and the U.S. created the country, but the West has since then done what some perceive as a poor job at integrating the country into the West, which has left Serbia pretty free to meddle in the country it wishes had never been created.  Serbia has a few allies in its efforts to keep Kosovo in a constant state of change.  Some are more active than others in these efforts, but overall, only a little over half of UN members have recognized Kosovo’s independence.  This situation makes it hard for the country to develop and for the people there to experience the benefits that independence and democracy are supposed to bring.  The end of the book discusses a few ideas on how to move forward.  Although it’s a little dated, some of the ideas being floated as ways to solve Kosovo’s troubles then are still being talked about, such as letting Serbia have the regions populated by a majority Serb population, but that is dismissed out of hand.  The problems are best dealt with, according to MacShane, by accepting that both Kosovo and Serbia are going to be around and then moving forward with an eye to improving the lots of the people on both sides of the ethnic divide.

Overall, the book was interesting.  The Balkans, and Yugoslavia in general, are fascinating.  There’s also an element of frustration for many in the West because of the Western worldview that typically says one should leave the past where it is and look to the future.  That often doesn’t float in the East, so I am not sure how well MacShane’s recommendations will play out, even though I largely agreed with them.  It was also interesting to read the author’s ideas on how Russian meddling in the Balkans is one of the reasons Kosovo’s troubles with Serbia remain to real and present.  That thought fits well with Russia’s actions in other places, where instability seems to be the main goal.  My complaints with the book are the same I have with many.  The author’s clear Leftist politics stood out, which detracted from the book.  Also, the author (who, incidentally, was convicted of various crimes having to do with fraudulent expense accounts) drew heavily on lengthy passages quoted from his journals during his time as the UK European Minister, which were less analytical in nature, detracting from the book (they also included some of ridiculous use of the F-word that people seem to think books need nowadays) rather significantly, I thought.

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Sunday, January 06, 2019

Washington’s Spies

After reading George Washington’s Secret Six, I wanted to know more about this ring of spies that did so much for my country.  I didn’t know the story of these early Americans, which was almost unheard of outside of their individual families until the 1920s, when a guy with the interesting last name of Pennypacker recognized that the handwriting in some documents in his Long Island, New York, collection and in some letters in the George Washington collection were the same.  That led him to figuring out just who Samuel Culper was.  He wrote a book, but the story went back into relative obscurity until cable channel AMC decided to make it into a TV series.  As a mostly non-TV watcher, I’d much rather pick up the book.

Book cover.Washington’s Spies: The Story of America’s First Spy Ring by Alexander Rose (ISBN: 978-0-307-41870-8) delves deep into the history of the Culper Ring.  It starts well before the two main Culper spies came onto the scene by giving the reader the full story of America’s first spy, Nathan Hale, who likely said, “I only regret that I have but one life to lose for my country,” before being hung, condemned as a traitor to the king.  Hale was friends in college with the first spymaster of the United States, Benjamin Tallmadge, and Hale’s untimely demise served as a very real warning to Tallmadge and others who were contemplating ways to undermine the British in America.  In similar, extremely detailed fashion, Rose takes the reader through the history of the ring from its very beginning to its disbanding as the Revolutionary War wound down.  He talks of its triumphs in warning Washington of various British plans ranging from diversionary marches to producing counterfeit money.  He discusses the struggles the ring had, which ranged from finding someone to shuttle messages back and forth to figuring out ways to encipher writing, all the while avoiding the heavy hand of military justice.  The book also provides a lot of detail on Benedict Arnold’s defection, the effects of which the Culper Ring diminished, and on the British spymaster, John André, who was involved in that unfortunate event, and therefore, hung by the Americans.

This was a book that I really enjoyed reading.  While more academic in nature than the first book I read on the subject (I even had to look up a few words in the dictionary), it was no less engrossing, and it easily captures one’s imagination, transporting the reader back in time and into the shops, taverns, and marshes of colonial New York.  It’s really no surprise this book and its author were relied on heavily by AMC’s producers.  I liked the high level of detail that gave a very complete picture of all the spies, the couriers, and the American and British officers involved in attempts to gather intelligence and to thwart such operations.  There were also detailed explanations of XVIII-century spy tradecraft such as invisible inks and codes and how to break them.  It made me think of some school and Cub Scout activities that I fondly recalled.  The book is a very solid piece of history that relied solely on well-researched history, including a large number of primary sources (The author also spends a few pages discussing some of the more popular theories about the Culper Ring, such as “Agent 355.”  The author jumps on no bandwagons and intelligently discusses the matter, noting that the somewhat popular theory of a woman intimately involved in the ring is unlikely.), on a thoroughly interesting chapter of Revolutionary War history and one that helped me appreciate those who sacrificed to make the United States of America.

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George Washington's Secret Six

I have always appreciated the Revolutionary War, knowing that it was a critical and major part of the process of America becoming America.  There is a very real chance that I would not be who I am today if it were not for the revolution.  It then goes without saying that I am indebted to the great leaders of nascent America.  Sadly, it’s not a big stretch to say that I don’t know enough about them and about the war they fought to secure both their freedom and my freedom.  The subject has always captured my imagination, though, and I am always excited to learn more about how the United States miraculously overcame Great Britain.

Book cover.George Washington's Secret Six: The Spy Ring That Saved the American Revolution by Brian Kilmeade and Don Yaeger (ISBN: 978-1-59523-103-1) tells a very interesting story and gives some important insights into just how Washington and the other rebels upset one of the greatest empires in the world.  Washington was not opposed at all to spying, and the methods he was willing to employ were rather cutting edge for his time.  Importantly, the American forces were first to plunge into the spy game, so the British, who eventually put off the old ways of thinking about spying and the old ways of spying itself, had to play catch up.  Since New York was of such great importance to the warring armies, getting solid intelligence out of the Tory-held area was critical to the American cause.  Washington’s chief of intelligence, Benjamin Tallmadge, was able to recruit six agents in New York, known as the Culper Ring, after the pseudonyms of the main agents, who then provided the Continental Army with key information throughout the war.  They were able to help thwart a British attack on French forces friendly to the American rebels, they helped capture traitor extraordinaire Benedict Arnold, they helped Washington avoid defeat by warning him not to chase after what was a British diversion, and they helped the Continental government fight against British attempts to infuse America with counterfeit money.  Kilmeade and Yaeger provide a number of details about those involved in the spy ring, the officers on both sides, and the various events they were involved in from the ring’s inception to the end of the war.

I enjoyed the book and was pleased to learn a number of new things.  The book was relatively light reading, though, which was slightly disappointing, but expected considering the author with top billing used to be a cable news morning show host.  I liked getting a look at a part of the Revolutionary War that I was unaware of before, especially considering its relative importance.  This book spent a bit of time on each of the main characters in the spy ring, including one the authors (and some others, it turns out) refer to as “Agent 355.”  There are various theories as to who this person is, but the authors of this book leaned heavily toward the idea that this person was a woman involved in the spy trade.  It very well could have been, but I remained unconvinced and thought that this was more of a ploy to appeal to today’s reader.  Overall, I would’ve liked a more academic treatment of the subject, but found the book to be a great introduction to a fascinating piece of American history.

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Sunday, November 18, 2018

Ahsoka

Star Wars was not a huge part of my childhood.  I had some friends who knew more about it than I did, but it really wasn’t part of what I grew up with.  My biggest Star Wars memory from my early childhood is that we had a Play-Doh® set that included molds for various Star Wars characters.  Since mushing lots of different colors of Play-Doh® together results in kind of an olive green, I think we probably had a pretty realistic Yoda.  In high school, I had a friend whose car had a dome light that popped out of the ceiling and could pivot around.  He referred to his car as Vader and this light as his lightsaber.  That’s about as close as I got to Star Wars for a while since it was something the popular kids liked, meaning I avoided it.  In college, a roommate was a big fan and tried to show us the prequels.  I fell asleep.  One of my other roommates powered through, but only because he thought Natalie Portman was hot.  This distance from one of the world’s largest franchises changed a couple years ago when, during Christmas break, we checked out the original movies, watched them, and the kids went nuts about them.  That hasn’t really subsided.

Book cover.Ahsoka by E. K. Johnston (ISBN: 978-1-4847-8231-6) is the story of former Jedi Padawan, Ahsoka Tano (trained by no other than Darth Vader’s former self, Anakin Skywalker), no longer a Jedi, constantly on the run like others who had been Jedi or Jedi in training at the time of the infamous Order 66.  She has hopped from one outlandish Star Wars planet to another, always trying to steer clear of the Empire, but never really managing to do so.  Her background as a warrior and soldier is constantly catching up to her, too.  The book follows her adventures as she lands in another situation where her better nature and her military skills come in handy to help a few people fight against the oppression of the Empire.  She ends up, after overcoming an internal struggle between Ahsoka on the run and Ahsoka the Jedi, helping people from multiple planets, all the while fighting off evil Imperials, including the super creepy inquisitors, who care nothing for the people and planets they oppress.

This was my first-ever attempt at reading a Star Wars-related novel (although I had seen some of the original, now called the “Extended Universe,” when I was a kid on the shelves at others’ homes or in the library).  It was better than I expected, but, then again, I didn’t know what I expected.  I thought it was written just fine and included a couple decently memorable characters in addition to the eponymous heroine.  Her character was probably my favorite, though.  It was maybe a little obvious what was going to happen, but it didn’t detract from the story or make it boring.  Even when it’s fiction, it’s nice to see the good guys overcome the bad guys.  Like all things Star Wars, the book left plenty of open ends so people can come in and write sequels or make movies or produce cartoon series.  Fans of the Jedi will like the novel.

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Saturday, November 17, 2018

A P.O.W.’s Story

This policy of “communistic humanitarianism” was not invented for the POWs.  It was the standard policy of treatment toward their own people as well.  Play ball with the party or get your skull crushed in!  Here was a policy that held no promise for individual rights and freedom, the dream of all people, but instead threatened punishment for nonconformity to a dehumanizing system.  It was a dirty blanket thrown over the heads of the people, to extend absolute control over them, depriving them of their individuality and eliminating personal initiative to strive for a better life.

The Vietnam War is one I — probably to my detriment — know little about.  It is skipped over in American high school with little more than a few comments about just what the word “quagmire” means and how it was an example of American — sometimes described as “imperialist” — overreach.  I think that is the prevailing opinion of most people born since about 1970.  As I have watched events unfold in my lifetime, and especially since September 11th, I have come to question that well-established assessment a little more.  Couple that line of thought with a natural interest in history, and stuff about one of America’s forgotten wars has caught my eye a little.

A P.O.W.’s Story: 2801 Days in Hanoi by Larry Guarino (ISBN: 0-449-00099-0) is one POW’s memories of his time as a prisoner during the Vietnam War.  The book, essentially a memoir, described Guarino’s memories of his experiences as a prisoner of war in Vietnam.  He describes many aspects of the experience from the mundane everyday to the surreal to the explosive.  The reader learns about going to the bathroom as a POW, being used in a propaganda film, and the cruel torture sessions.  The majority of POWs lived true to the code of honor that the U.S. military asked them to live by, doing all that was in their power to stymie the Vietcong.  They thought up codes and other ways of communicating, they went on hunger strikes, they frustrated the Vietnamese attempts at using the POWs in propaganda, and they held out as long as they could under torture.  For some, the results were deathly or resulted in lifelong crippling.  For all, there were ghosts that lingered long after the war.  The story told chronologically and had a lot more detail in the beginning; toward the end it was just more of the same.  The detailed view into life as a POW included a view light moments, too.  Eventually, the war is over and repatriation becomes real, not just a dream.

A memoir may not be the most academically rigorous place to start one’s exploration of the Vietnam War, but the book was available for free, and, if nothing else, sparked a greater interest.  I was appreciative of Guarino’s openness about some aspects of the whole situation.  He noted that each POW could tell his own story and that, because everyone’s experiences are different and are interpreted in our own minds differently, each story would be unique.  He understood that not all men could hold out as he did and that he himself was not as strong as others.  He and the other POWs respected all who put forth their best efforts.  I found him to be open-minded and respectful of differing viewpoints.  He realized that America afforded all people the chance to think as we like, and he claimed (and I believe him) to have no problem with people who were against the war, only those who took steps to aid and abet the enemy.  It seemed a fair viewpoint.  I was struck by the dedication and commitment shown by many of the POWs.  Since there were hundreds of POWs, I can’t be certain, but my impression was that a majority came out and, sooner or later, carried on with life.  It seems that, as with most things, they just made them different back then.  Most of the men were simply doing what their country asked of them.  Most of them understood or came to understand that Communism was a mess and stood for everything that America didn’t.  War, of course, is a messy business, one better off left untouched, so before making too many judgements on this one, I’d like to learn more, and Guarino’s book helped stoke that interest, both because of the personal stories and because of the larger geopolitical issues at stake.

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Pros and Cons

I’ve never been a big NFL fan (for the most part, the games are played on the wrong day).  When I was a kid, Steve Young played for the 49ers, and since he had previously played for BYU, I was nominally a 49ers fan.  Steve Young, though, seems to have been a pretty decent guy and was (and is) a guy worthy of emulation by young boys tossing footballs around backyards and parks across America (if anyone still does that since that level of freedom requires unscheduled time and so-called free-range kids, both a rarity and both not really the subject of these couple paragraphs).  On the other side of Steve Young, there was the NBA’s Charles Barkley selling products by telling the world, “I am not a role model.”  Even as a young kid, I knew that was an out-and-out lie.  Whether professional athletes want to be or not, they are role models.  That is unfortunate, considering the standard behavior of most of them.

Book cover.Pros and Cons: The Criminals Who Play in the NFL (ISBN: 0-446-60747-9) by Jeff Benedict and Don Yaeger delves into the subject of the behavior of professional athletes (and, in a way, college and high school athletes since the authors not that professional athletes who get a pass on bad behavior have been getting similar passes for years).  The book relies heavily on statistics, which everyone knows are open to manipulation, but the authors go into detail about their methodology.  The bulk of the book is anecdotes regarding various players and their criminal undertakings, ranging from gambling (probably the least harmful thing discussed) to robbery, burglary, and assault, and then on up to murder.  It’s tough reading in some places as this raw, and real people are involved.  The authors’ position is that players, team management, NFL management, and fans are at fault, but the bulk of the fault lies with team and league management, since they are the ones that push for light punishments, involve their lawyers in an effort to get players off the hook, and stick up for guys who spend their days off skirting the law in myriad ways.  They do proffer some solutions, most of which center around harsh penalties for all encounters with the law, not just convictions and not just for what people normally think of as “serious crimes.”

While the book is over ten years old, it seems things haven’t changed much.  Athletes still get away with murder, sometimes literally, while average people get the book thrown at them.  As long as big money is involved, things are unlikely to change unless the ultimate source of that money, the fans, become too disgusted with the behavior of their idols, and stop going to games, turning on TVs, and buying merchandise.  I tend to agree with the authors in their assessment that the statistics for professional athletes (while this book was about football players, the authors subsequently wrote a book about basketball players) skew high for athletes, meaning the percentage of the population that is criminal is higher among athletes than among the rest of us, and I agree with them that the punishments need to be much more severe from the teams and the leagues, as well as the criminal justice system.  Personally, I don’t see that happening any time soon, and behavior that is rightfully condemned in all other areas of life will continue to be quietly and quickly dismissed when the one doing it can effectively move balls across goal lines.

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Tuesday, May 01, 2018

Eurasian Disunion

Soon after I returned from my mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints to St. Petersburg, Russia, I remember looking through an issue of National Geographic and seeing some pictures from Central Asia.  The pictures were mostly from some of the bigger cities there, so there was a heavy Russian influence visible thanks to Russia’s imperial and then Soviet colonization efforts.  The pictures made me wax nostalgic for my time in Russia.  As it is now closing in on almost twenty years since my time in Russia, it has been interesting to see, although rarely up close and personal, the changes in those countries, as well as the other countries that were formerly part of Russia or under a great deal of Russian influence, like a lot of Eastern Europe was.  To differing degrees, they have moved away from Russia and worked to chart their own path, often to Russia’s consternation.

Book cover.Eurasian Disunion: Russia’s Vulnerable Flanks by Janusz Bugajski and Margarita Assenova (ISBN: 978-0-9855045-5-7) takes a look, region by region, those parts of the world that used to be part of the Soviet bloc and explores their struggles, their ties to Russia, and possible scenarios regarding their futures.  Scandinavia, Eastern Europe, the Balkans, the Caucasus, and Central Asia are all examined.  Russia is of the opinion that it has and should maintain strategic interest in all these regions and works to maintain a certain level of influence in those areas.  It does this through diplomacy, through international organizations, through intelligence operations, through propaganda, through its involvement and control of energy markets, and through supporting general conditions of uncertainty and unrest.  (To be fair, other countries and international organizations are involved in the same or similar activities, although motivations may be different.)  The authors examine the responses and defenses of the various countries and regions to Russia’s many efforts (the authors identify what they determine to be sixty-eight unique methods Russia tries to project its will on the former Soviet bloc) to protect its influence in those same regions.  As noted above, the past twenty or so years have shown that, to varying degrees, the former Soviet countries want to distance themselves from that past and from Russia being their only powerful partner.  Most would be happy with engaging with Russia, but not at the expense of other opportunities in the West and in Asia.  The authors examine responses to Russia’s efforts and give some brief thoughts on how things might play out given varying scenarios, largely calling for a cross-Atlantic approach that builds on multi-lateral international relations to provide Russia’s flanks with viable alternatives until Russia decides to play by the rules of the game.

The book is heavy on current events with a hearty serving of realist-style political science.  Given the subject matter, I found it interesting, but those who are interested in other parts of the world may not be quiet as keen on it.  However, it seems that Russia really never goes out of style.  I found the overview of Russia’s influence efforts in the various countries and regions to be interesting.  Even for someone who enjoys reading the news, there’s too much to keep up with, so this was a nice survey of that.  Hacking and spying make the headlines, so it was nice to move away from that and read about diplomatic efforts, the energy field, propaganda, and even criminal tie-ins.  As with many publications more academic in nature, I thought the conclusion section was maybe a little hasty and probably not specific enough even though they were likely solid proposals.

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Behind the Drive

As a kid, Larry Miller was a guy I didn’t really get.  I think I didn’t get a lot of people as a kid.  I was probably a lot more quick to judge people than I should’ve been.  I’m not really sure what it was that made me think he was not up to my standards.  Likely it was a picture in the newspaper of him at a Jazz game on a Sunday (which rarely happened) or a quote in the newspaper in which he used some inappropriate language.  As I have got older and come to learn more about him and come to recognize my own struggles, it’s been very easy to forgive him for those shortcomings.  In fact, it’s probably just the opposite situation now as I tend to see Larry Miller as someone who had many positive characteristics and someone from whom we can learn.

Book cover.Larry H. Miller: Behind the Drive: 99 Inspiring Stories from the Life of an American Entrepreneur, edited by Bryan Miller (ISBN: 978-1-62972-094-4), is a collection of short anecdotes from the lives of those people on whom Larry Miller had a positive impact.  Some of the people who contributed were well known, both inside and out of Utah.  Others were people I’d never heard of.  All had been helped in one way or another by the man that most knew only as the owner of the Utah Jazz (while his car dealership empire was well known, the Jazz were front and center in the minds of everyone that I knew).  There was story after story of Larry Miller giving of his time and money to help someone out, including competitors.  There were a couple stories from his immediate family indicating that he had a great appreciation and love for his family and wished, as he got to the end of this life, that he had made better decisions about how much time he spent with his family.  He was a passionate, hard-working man, driven by love for his family, his community, and his God, and it showed in the way he helped out in so many different people’s lives.  He paid off cars, he bought people appliances, he endowed scholarships for poor kids, he worked to keep the Jazz in Utah, seeing them as something the community could gel around, and he supported his family, friends, and community through service in the Church.

I enjoyed reading Miller’s autobiography, Driven, so it’s not too surprising that I enjoyed this book, too.  This provided a differing viewpoint, but included some of the same conclusions.  I was amazed at how many people he helped, often without asking a question.  He had no second thoughts about paying off a struggling woman’s car loan.  Employees, friends, and even strangers (when the wife of a Ukrainian he barely knew needed cancer treatment she could only get in America, he moved them to America and paid for her cancer treatments) benefited from his generosity with his hard-earned money.  He was a personable person, taking time to get to know the little people, regularly spending his lunches with mechanics at dealerships or construction workers on building sites, not the managers or foremen.  I’ve heard from other sources that Miller was a poor tipper, and that was addressed by a restaurant owner in the book, who said Miller usually gave 15% (standard at the time of the story), but his staff felt that simply because he was rich, he should’ve tipped more.  Judging by the rest of the stories, I believe Larry Miller’s tips added up to well over 15% in his life.  I found his children’s thoughts on family time fascinating and realized I could learn from that, too, even though he probably fell short in that area.  Both the effective and less-effective examples are something we can, if we are smart, learn from.

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Monday, March 26, 2018

Wonder

Bullying, as the word is used today, wasn’t a thing when I was a kid.  Kids got made fun of or teased, but bullying, as we knew it, was when some kids, usually physically larger and more developed, used their unusual size to threaten smaller or younger kids into doing their will, usually involving lunch money, milk money, or desserts.  They were also to be feared in gym, which seemed to involve a lot of dodgeball, where bullies could unleash their physical prowess by slamming balls into the heads of other kids.  Nowadays, a lot that would’ve been overlooked in my day or engendered a lesson about ignoring or walking away gets put into the category of bullying.  The one area where things are the same is the area of kids who look different or who are mentally handicapped.  That was a problem before and is a problem now.

Book cover.Wonder by R. J. Palacio (ISBN: 978-0-375-86902-0), explores this latter form of bullying, but also the ability of some people to rise above it, in a short novel about a kid born with a number of physical birth defects who has decided it’s time to go to school with other kids.  He chooses to go to a private school, where he is confronted with all the problems one might expect for a kid facing the trouble of being both the new kid and the kid with some unusual facial features.  There are a few kids who are genuine in their interactions with him from day one, but for others, it takes some time.  Everything in the book is narrated from a first-person point of view, although the first person sometimes changes, as the reader hears from Auggie’s sister and friends on occasion.  They have their own unique takes on the situation and show that there is some internal struggle involved in doing the right thing.  By the end of the book, most of kids have come around to accepting Auggie, and even come to his defense when some kids from another school decide to pick on him at an overnight outing (a very real phenomenon, as most people feel free to pick on their own friends, families, hometowns, schools, etc., but won’t put up with a single negative word by an outsider).  The main character himself has also done some maturing, learning that despite his differences and the hardship they have caused him, there is much he can and even should do on his own.

The book was an enjoyable and easy read that seemed very realistic.  I like to think that my elementary and junior high classmates would not have voted me most likely to shoot up the school, but I was also at the butt end of a lot of jokes and usually picked near the end when it came time to make teams on the playground.  That’s not to say I was friendless, though, and so much of the storyline seemed very realistic to me, based on what I saw and what I experienced during my early school years.  I thought the lessons learned by the hero, his family, his friends, and maybe even his enemies, were positive ones that were general, universal values that people of all persuasions could get behind.  The kids, who were cast as fifth-graders, seemed a little mature for their supposed years, and I thought that distracted slightly from the overall reading experience, as did the sadly standard profane language (this might just be me, but I have a lot less of a problem with vulgar language than with profane language, which is an automatic downer every time).  Overall, the book presented a good message and had some fun along the way, and has been enjoyed by friends and family of all different ages, so there’s a wide appeal.

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Saturday, March 17, 2018

Band of Brothers

Defeat must be brought into Germany itself before this mess can come to a proper end; a quick victory now, a sudden collapse, will leave the countryside relatively intact and the people thirsty for revenge. I want the war to end as quickly as anybody wishes, but I don’t want the nucleus of another war left whole.
— David Webster

. . . Americans as conquerors . . . They took what they wanted, but by no means did
they rape, loot, pillage, and burn their way through Germany.
. . . Of course there were some rapes, some mistreatment of individual Germans,
and some looting, but it is simple fact to state that other conquering armies in WWII,
perhaps most of all the Russian, but including the Japanese and German, acted differently.
— Stephen E. Ambrose

World War II has always been fascinating to me.  As a kid it was because of the aircraft.  I loved looking at pictures of the famous bombers and fighters that plied the skies over Europe.  I loved drawing (or, probably more accurately, trying to draw) those same airplanes.  One of my favorite books as a kid was one that had also been a favorite of my dad’s, The Winged Watchman, about a Dutch family and their experiences in the war, including some resistance activity.  I read it multiple times and often had the vivid pictures it brought to mind in my head.  Later in life, I came to appreciate the amazing lives of so many ordinary Americans who answered the call of their country during the war.  Later, they would come to be known as the “greatest generation” because of their amazing accomplishments, usually from very humble beginnings.

Book cover.Band of Brothers: E Company, 506th Regiment, 101st Airborne from Normandy to Hitler’s Eagle’s Nest by Stephen E. Ambrose (ISBN: 978-1-5011-7940-2) tells the story of a few of the soldiers from that greatest generation.  It traces the story of one company from the company’s formation through their intense training, through their roles in some of the most decisive battles of World War II, and then through their march across Europe right to Hitler’s famed headquarters, where they secured and watched over the allied territory.  Like the based-on-a-true-story movies that always have a few words about the movie’s heroes before the credits roll, the book had a final chapter about how America’s heroes went through life after the war; with very few exceptions, they lived up to their well-deserved moniker as America ’s greatest.  The stories detailed training and then the adrenaline rush of first combat as part of the invasion of Normandy.  The men had little use for the French, but a much higher respect for the Dutch.  After the initial surges and excitement, they spent months in trenches on the front, and more than a few lost their lives.  There was a lot of pain and suffering, but a few light moments were had, too.  Throughout it all, the stories weave together a solid narrative of unity and support for each other that comes only through bearing great tribulation together.  That unity was one of the men’s greatest assets as they faced their enemy on the battlefields of Europe.

I enjoyed the book.  It was a pretty good read that told an overall story, but had some individual focus in many places that often gave it a personal feel.  I found myself overwhelmed at times by the constant use of so many organizational names and numbers, but realize that such a layout serves the true military history fans out there well.  There was a lot of that at times, which I tended to just gloss over because it meant so little to me.  I found the stories, both the personal ones and the larger overviews of battles and operations, to be well done and very interesting to read.  It was easy to picture oneself hiding behind a hedge in rural France or slogging through the mud of western Germany.  The vivid experiences also included commentary from the author’s extensive interviews with the men from the band of brothers, a lot of which struck me because of its wisdom and because of it’s tone, which was often, as evidenced by the two quotations at the top of this post, contrary to the conventional wisdom of the world today.  While universally declared to be the greatest generation, their ideas are roundly criticized today, and I wonder if there isn’t something to be learned that could be applied today, a time when no one will be accused of being part of a great generation.  The men that went and fought for America saw America as exceptional, and it was — in part because of them.  They also knew that war, waged properly, could be a deterrent to future war.  Not just those quotes can be learned from, though.  The book was full of examples of hard work, dedication, patriotism, unity, solidarity, and unity that would serve us well if we would choose to imitate them.  Maybe, just maybe, in that case, we would have a chance of becoming at least part of the brave people who were members of the resistance in Europe or members of that greatest generation.

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