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Reading Slothfully

I was told in elementary school that I only could read at half the speed for success in college. Oh well, one benefit of slow reading is you get to live with the characters a longer period of time. I read in a vain attempt to better understand people. At my other homes, I'm known as a spouse, pop, guy in the choir, physical chemist, computer/web dilettante and child-care provider. In theory, I'm a published author, if you consider stuff like Quenching Cross Sections for Electronic Energy Transfer Reactions Between Metastable Argon Atoms and Noble Gases and Small Molecules to count as publications. I've strewn dozens of such fascinating things to the winds.

Currently reading

A Good Death
Christopher R. Cox
The Black Cargo
John P. Marquand
A Highland Christmas
M.C. Beaton
Tales from Moominvalley
Tove Jansson, Thomas Warburton
Moominland Midwinter
Tove Jansson, Thomas Warburton
On The Beach (Vintage Classics)
Nevil Shute Norway
The Maltese Falcon
Dashiell Hammett
Obscure Destinies
Willa Cather
A Start in Life (The Michael Cullen Novels)
Alan Sillitoe
Mobilizing Web Sites: Strategies for Mobile Web Implementation
Kristofer Layon

The Mysterious Stranger

The Mysterious Stranger - Mark Twain I'm pretty sure I read this at the end of high school or perhaps early in college, but I only remembered a small part from the beginning. I had remembered liking it quite a bit and remembered that it had some kind of religious message. So I was happy to re-read it.

Mark Twain is a most excellent writer, so the book was well written, and full of Twain's wry commentary on the foibles of the human condition. In some ways, it was a dark story, essentially the story of Satan's visiting a small town in Austria in the sixteenth century, and befriending three young boys there.

There is lots of food for thought for those of us who grew up in the Christian tradition, and those of us who somehow think democracy is democratic, as opposed to being controlled by a small, powerful minority, a minority with the strongest lungs in Twain's telling. It's a short read, a novelette, actually, and is, of course free thanks to its having been published prior to 1923 or there abouts (1916, I believe Wikipedia told me). Go read it and stop wasting time on vapid pseudo-reviews.