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The Tremor of Forgery is the first novel by Patricia Highsmith that I have ever read. It was this year’s main ‘holiday book’, taken with me to Tunisia for no better reason than it is set in Tunisia. I chose it, in other words, for precisely the same reason that I took Agatha Christie’s Death on the Nile to Egypt last year.
Setting out on a review here is beset with uncertainty, a little like going on safari without a guide, a map or a compass. I simply have no landmarks, no basis for comparison. I certainly know of Highsmith’s work, her reputation as a writer of thrillers and crime... (more)
I’ve been giving serious attention recently to the problem of modern anti-Semitism. In tracing the beast into the heart of the labyrinth I bought The New Anti-Semitism by Phyllis Chessler and Israel and the European Left: Between Solidarity and Delegitimization by Colin Shindler. I’ve yet to read these books, though skimming has given me a ‘feel’ for both. The first is a lively polemic, the second a little more scholarly and detached. Both touch on the new form of the chimera, its latest metamorphosis – that of left-wing Jew hatred.
Actually it’s not new at all. It’s much older... (more)
I’m a lover of high fashion, a lover of designer labels. There, I’ve said it! For me things are quite simple: I like elegant and well-cut clothes, clothes that complement the line of the body. I dislike fussiness, frills and fluffs. My favourite clothes are those designed by Jasper Conran and Elizabeth Grachvogel. I simply adore Jimmy Choo’s footwear and handbags.
Mostly I dress in a smart casual manner, with jeans and top, as well as a range of skirts, and I’m particularly keen on magic pants. But I always rise for the occasion: a cocktail dress for semi-formal engagements and a full... (more)
I don’t suppose there is any word with less real meaning now than ‘fascist’. Indeed, I begin to wonder if it ever had any meaning. It has a purpose, yes, but that’s quite different. It serves as an insult, an f word greater than the f word, the more frequently used the more meaningless it has become. I suppose there must have been a time when “you fascist b******d”, actually meant “you fascist b******d”, in the sense that one happened to belong to a political party which actually had the word ‘fascist’ in its title. The other word was mostly a matter of pure speculation…or personal knowledge.... (more)
Confessions of a Catholic Cop
By Thomas Fitzsimmons
Officers Michael Beckett and Vinnie D’Amato were partners in the roughest district of New York, “The Bronx”. While investigating a string of arson fires and the death of a homeless teen mom and young baby they slowly begin to uncover corruption and a plot that involves everyone from Beckett’s crush from his TV acting career on Law & Order to a dirty cop in the same precinct all the way up to a very powerful billionaire that happened to be an old friend of Beckett and D’Amato. The two struggle over jealously, drinking, and... (more)
Ann Coulter’s Treason –Liberal Treachery from the Cold War to the War on Terrorism is not for the timid. Let me put it this way: if it was a steak it would be rare and bloody, enough to send vegetarians (aka liberals) into immediate and irrecoverable shock!
It was one of the books I took with me on vacation, recommended to me by an American friend, another right-wing blogger. It’s the first book of hers that I’ve read and I’m so glad I did, not just because of the subject matter but because she writes in an engaging if highly partisan manner. I found her both informative and amusing,... (more)
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