A sharp and provocative new essay collection from the award-winning author of Freedom and The Corrections The essayist, Jonathan Franzen writes, is like “a fire-fighter, whose job, while everyone else is fleeing the flames of shame, is to run straight into them.” For the past twenty-five years, even as his novels have earned him worldwide acclaim, Franzen has led a second life as a risk-taking essayist. Now, at a moment when technology has inflamed tribal hatreds and the planet is beset by unnatural calamities, he is back with a new collection of essays that recall us to more humane ways of being in the world. Franzen’s great loves are literature and birds, and The End of the End of the Earth is a passionate argument for both. Where the new media tend to confirm one’s prejudices, he writes, literature “invites you to ask whether you might be somewhat wrong, maybe even entirely wrong, and to imagine why someone else might hate you.” Whatever his subject, Franzen’s essays are always skeptical of received opinion, steeped in irony, and frank about his own failings. He’s frank about birds, too (they kill “everything imaginable”), but his reporting and reflections on them—on seabirds in New Zealand, warblers in East Africa, penguins in Antarctica—are both a moving celebration of their beauty and resilience and a call to action to save what we love. Calm, poignant, carefully argued, full of wit, The End of the End of the Earth provides a welcome breath of hope and reason.
A short play about the story of the last human (Matilda) after the earth was destroyed. She is clinging to her last friend Erin who was on earth looking for the root of all life in the universe for it's value. The story takes the audience through time and space. There are themes of identity of family.There are three plot lines, lots of large rolls. Plenty of opportunity for double casting: 5-13 actors
In 1981, while working as New Mexico State Historian, Stanley M. Hordes began to hear stories of Hispanos who lit candles on Friday night and abstained from eating pork. Puzzling over the matter, Hordes realized that these practices might very well have been passed down through the centuries from early crypto-Jewish settlers in New Spain. After extensive research and hundreds of interviews, Hordes concluded that there was, in New Mexico and the Southwest, a Sephardic legacy derived from the converso community of Spanish Jews. In To the End of the Earth, Hordes explores the remarkable story of crypto-Jews and the tenuous preservation of Jewish rituals and traditions in Mexico and New Mexico over the past five hundred years. He follows the crypto-Jews from their Jewish origins in medieval Spain and Portugal to their efforts to escape persecution by migrating to the New World and settling in the far reaches of the northern Mexican frontier. Drawing on individual biographies (including those of colonial officials accused of secretly practicing Judaism), family histories, Inquisition records, letters, and other primary sources, Hordes provides a richly detailed account of the economic, social and religious lives of crypto-Jews during the colonial period and after the annexation of New Mexico by the United States in 1846. While the American government offered more religious freedom than had the Spanish colonial rulers, cultural assimilation into Anglo-American society weakened many elements of the crypto-Jewish tradition. Hordes concludes with a discussion of the reemergence of crypto-Jewish culture and the reclamation of Jewish ancestry within the Hispano community in the late twentieth century. He examines the publicity surrounding the rediscovery of the crypto-Jewish community and explores the challenges inherent in a study that attempts to reconstruct the history of a people who tried to leave no documentary record.
Our Epic Journey to the North Pole and the Legend of Peary and Henson
Author: Tom Avery
Publisher: St. Martin's Press
Category: Sports & Recreation
April 2009 is the one-hundredth anniversary of perhaps the greatest controversy in the history of exploration. Did U.S. Naval Commander Robert Peary and his team dogsled to the North Pole in thirty-seven days in 1909? Or, as has been challenged, was this speed impossible, and was he a cheat? In 2005, polar explorer Tom Avery and his team set out to recreate this 100-year-old journey, using the same equipment as Peary, to prove that Peary had indeed done what he had claimed and discovered the North Pole. Navigating treacherous pressure ridges, deadly channels of open water, bitterly cold temperatures, and traveling in a similar style to Peary's with dog teams and replica wooden sledges bound together with cord, Avery tells the story of how his team covered 413 nautical miles to the North Pole in thirty-six days and twenty-two hours—some four hours faster than Peary. Weaving fascinating polar exploration history with thrilling extreme adventure, this is Avery's story of how he and his team nearly gave their lives proving Peary told the truth.
This text describes Chile's recent experience in its regional and historical setting. It presents a view of the bitter conflicts of the 1970s and 80s and the struggle to restore democratic government in 1988-9. It also offers an assessment of the civilian governments of Aylwin and Frei.
Roger Welsch did what many Americans only dream of doing. While still in his professional prime, the folklorist and humorist quit a tenured professorship and headed toward the hinterland. Resettled in the open heart of Nebraska with his wife, Welsch proceeded to learn how to live. It?s Not the End of the Earth, but You Can See It from Here is, in his own words, "a celebration" of his "rural education." ø These twenty-eight tales of the Great Plains convey in familiar Welschian style "the importance, charm, beauty, and value of the typical." They describe the wisdom that Welsch?s new-found teachers share with him. From everyday country people, he learns the fine arts of relaxing, using his noggin, trusting his instincts, and laughing a lot more, while Omaha Indian friends teach him the most profound lessons of all.
The harrowing true survival story of an early polar expedition that went terribly awry--with the ship frozen in ice and the crew trapped inside for the entire sunless, Antarctic winter--in the tradition of David Grann, Nathaniel Philbrick, and Hampton Sides In August 1897, thirty-one-year-old commandant Adrien de Gerlache set sail aboard the Belgica, fueled by a profound sense of adventure and dreams of claiming glory for his native Belgium. His destination was the uncharted end of the earth: the icy continent of Antarctica. But the commandant's plans for a three-year expedition to reach the magnetic South Pole would be thwarted at each turn. Before the ship cleared South America, it had already broken down, run aground, and lost several key crew members, leaving behind a group with dubious experience for such an ambitious voyage. As the ship progressed into the freezing waters, the captain had to make a choice: turn back and spare his men the potentially devastating consequences of getting stuck, or recklessly sail deeper into the ice pack to chase glory and fame. He sailed on, and the Belgica soon found itself stuck fast in the icy hold of the Antarctic continent. The ship would winter on the ice. Plagued by a mysterious, debilitating illness and besieged by the monotony of their days, the crew deteriorated as their confinement in suffocating close quarters wore on and their hope of escape dwindled daily. As winter approached the days grew shorter, until the sun set on the magnificent polar landscape one last time, condemning the ship's occupants to months of quarantine in an endless night. Forged in fire and carved by ice, Antarctica proved a formidable opponent for the motley crew. Among them was Frederick Cook, an American doctor--part scientist, part adventurer, part P.T. Barnum--whose unorthodox methods delivered many of the crew from the gruesome symptoms of scurvy and whose relentless optimism buoyed their spirits through the long, dark polar night. Then there was Roald Amundsen, a young Norwegian who went on to become a storied polar explorer in his own right, exceeding de Gerlache's wildest dreams by leading the first expeditions to traverse the Northwest Passage and reach the South Pole. Drawing on firsthand accounts of the Belgica's voyage and exclusive access to the ship's logbook, Sancton tells the tale of its long, isolated imprisonment on the ice--a story that NASA studies today in its research on isolation for missions to Mars. In vivid, hair-raising prose, Sancton recounts the myriad forces that drove these men right up to and over the brink of madness.
1896 with many illustrations by J. Augustus Knapp. with added chapters from the 11th edition. the strange history of a mysterious being and the account of a remarkable journey into the Hollow Earth as communicated to Llewellyn Druruy. Fiction? None b.
Winner of the Voelcker Award (PEN America) (2016) In To See the Earth Before the End of the World Ed Roberson presents us with 120 new poems, each speaking in his unique voice and seen through his unique eye. Earth and sky, neighborhood life and ancient myths, the art of seeing and the architecture of the imagination are all among the subjects of these poems. Recurring images and ideas construct a complex picture of our world, ourselves, and the manifold connections tying them together. The poems raise large questions about the natural world and our place in it, and they do not flinch from facing up to those questions. Roberson’s poems range widely through different scales of time and space, invoking along the way history and myth, galaxies and garbage trucks, teapots and the history of photography, mating cranes and Chicago's political machine. This collection is composed of five sequences, each developing a particular constellation of images and ideas related to the vision of the whole. Various journeys become one journey—an epic journey, invoking epic themes. There are songs of creation, pictures of the sorrows of war, celebrations of human labor and human society, a respect for tools and domestic utensils that are well made, the deep background of the past tingeing the colors of the present, and the tragic tones of endings and laments, a pervading awareness of the tears in things. Most of all, there is the exhilaration of a grand, sweeping vision that enlarges our world.
I have a friend who recently told me that the Lord has to return this year because he can't hold out any longer. Others want to know when he is coming so they can slack off until that day. My reaction is radically different. The more facts that we learn about the end of the age, the more motivated we should become. Many Christians have the point of view that he hasn't returned in 2,000 years so there is no reason to believe that he will return in their lifetime. These people are in for a shock. Have you ever wondered if there was any way to tell when the world will end? Does it puzzle you why the Magi knew when Jesus came the first time and yet we are told that we can't know when he will return? John Pyles seeks to prove that we can indeed know the course and timetable of end-times events. Using a series of biblical clues, John establishes a timeline for Creation, the birth of Christ, and His Second Coming. We truly can know and understand The Beginning and End of the World as We Know It.
On the evening of his high school graduation, Nathan Pierce collapses on stage. Plagued with visions of a strange girl intent on killing herself, he wonders if his mental instability is a consequence of the deadly car accident he was in days earlier. Heather Rhodes, wracked with guilt because of the fatal wreck, finds she is unable to forgive herself and begins to question her own beliefs. While the death of a newborn weighs on her heart, on her mind is the strange gift she was able to use to protect her and Nathan in the accident...a gift that Heather wonders may have just been a figment of her imagination. Cynthia Ruin, aka The Pink Rabbit, decides that her high school graduation night should be used for partying, not walking down the football field. At a nightclub in Scottsdale, Cynthia finds more than she bargained for when a stranger from her past decides to exact his revenge on her for a prior rejection. All three come to realize that their current problems are nothing compared to the stars that are falling from the sky. During the global crisis, the President of the United States makes it her personal mission to keep the country on the right track to becoming a world superpower, while a hostile entity known only as Absolute threatens her administration. Meanwhile, word starts to spread that the falling stars may not be stars at all....
Like most people, all Finch Wilson wanted to do was to earn enough credits for the trip to his new home on Titan because, let's face it, remaining on Earth wasn't really an option anymore. While Earth's cities were more or less livable, beyond their protective plastic domes the planet was a hazy wasteland of oozing seeps, radioactive kudzu vines and roaming swarms of mutated hermit crabs so large that they used discarded automobiles or dumpsters as shells. In all honesty, Earth had seen better days.There were those, of course, who thought moving to Titan was a bad idea - not that they wanted to remain on Earth, but because they didn't trust the Baffians. Certainly the Baffians, being aliens that the people of Earth really knew little about was a factor. And admittedly, it made people a little uncomfortable that they would have to work for the Baffians - but the cost of moving a planet's entire population to another world was not cheap, and the Baffian Corporate Empire was no charity organization. No. What bothered some people was that it seemed too much of a coincidence that the Baffians arrived with their offer to help at the very moment that Humanity looked on the verge of extinction. Those same people even went so far as to suspect the Baffians of actually orchestrating Earth's many disasters in order to enslave Humanity.Finch Wilson didn't harbour any such suspicions - or at least he was able to effectively ignore them. And after all, the Baffians had been very upfront about what they expected in return from Earth's inhabitants. And they had even gifted every man, woman and child with a collar known as a 'Lingua-Matic', that not only allowed people to converse effortlessly with any sentient being, but were quite stylish as well. And hadn't Earth been recently inundated with tourists from countless other worlds? They didn't seem concerned about the Baffians or their Corporate Empire - although the alien tourists seemed to be in a hurry to see the Earth for some reason.Finch didn't ponder on what that reason might be. He instictively avoided any questions with potentially uncomfortable conclusions. Instead, he focused on more manageable questions, such as whether the grey, oily and somewhat gritty morning beverage known as 'Happy-Wake' really was a faithful reproduction of what his ancestors called 'coffee'.In truth, Finch Wilson was exceedingly boring - even by Earthling standards. While others sought adventure and excitement, Finch took comfort in the mundane, solace in the banal. Which was a pity, for his life was about to become horribly thrilling.What would begin as just another commute to work for Finch Wilson would be the beginning of an epic, trans-dimensional journey that would see him shot in a case of mistaken identity, become host to a hedonistic alien worm, discover a diabolical alien plot, be hunted by a terrorist with serious self-image issues, fall in love with a dinosaur, become a freedom fighter, learn that he's the only being in the universe that really enjoys vending machine algae cakes, fight for his life on a planet of giant, sword-wielding barbarians, and even endure a thorough and, to his mind, unfair lambasting from God - all in an attempt to save the world that he wanted to leave in the first place. Had he known how his day would turn out, Finch would have done the sensible thing and called in sick...
Bern Will Brown provides an in-depth account of the Northwest Territories' Sahtu Dene people (named "Arctic Hareskin" people by European explorers) across the nineteenth and twentieth centuries. The book includes insights into how the communities address modern life and growing threats to their traditions and identity.
The author recounts his voyage through the islands around Antarctica, describing the region's wildlife as well as the region itself while sharing historical information about the pioneers and adventurers who preceded him.
The Strange History of a Mysterious Being and The Account of a Remarkable Journey
Author: John Uri Lloyd
ore than thirty years ago occurred the first of the series of remarkable events I am about to relate. The exact date I can not recall; but it was in November, and, to those familiar with November weather in the Ohio Valley, it is hardly necessary to state that the month is one of possibilities. That is to say, it is liable to bring every variety of weather, from the delicious, dreamy Indian summer days that linger late in the fall, to a combination of rain, hail, snow, sleet, -in short, atmospheric conditions sufficiently aggravating to develop a suicidal mania in any one the least susceptible to such influences. While the general character of the month is much the same the country over, -showing dull grey tones of sky, abundant rains that penetrate man as they do the earth; cold, shifting winds, that search the very marrow, -it is always safe to count more or less upon the probability of the unexpected throughout the month. The particular day which ushered in the event about to be chronicled, was one of these possible heterogeneous days presenting a combination of sunshine, shower, and snow, with winds that rang all the changes from balmy to blustery, a morning air of caloric and an evening of numbing cold. The early morning started fair and sunny; later came light showers suddenly switched by shifting winds into blinding sleet, until the middle of the afternoon found the four winds and all the elements commingled in one wild orgy with clashing and roaring as of a great organ with all the stops out, and all the storm-fiends dancing over the key-boards! Nightfall brought some semblance of order to the sounding chaos, but still kept up the wild music of a typical November day, with every accompaniment of bleakness, gloom, and desolation. - Taken from "Etidorhpa or the End of Earth" written by John Uri Lloyd