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Hardy Boys-Secret Panel, They're at it again !
Rather Predictable, But Still Entertaining
A Dazzling Mystery!!!... by David House

Excellent
A Masterpiece!!!... by David House
While The Clock TickedIt was starting with a mysterious stranger apparently steals some of Mr. Hardy's papers from the Hardy home, suspicious events are occurring at the local Chinese laundry and one of Mr. Hardy's clients demands that his name be cleared of rumors that he is involved in smuggling Chinese immigrants. And there is going to be more action and interesting then what I just wrote. So I suggest you should check you this book. But the whole idea of the book is it focused heavily on the title that I liked and presented a fairly good mystery.
It is really good in the beginning, and terribly good at the end. All people like to read mystery books should check out this book but do not forget to check out all other Hardy Boys books, though. Because I know author Franklin W. Dixon did not write just one book but many of them. I heard others Hardy Boys from him are really good, too. And in a minute I am going to look for them online. So anyway, I recommend you should check them out and save them for your summer reading books. Enjoy reading them and have a fun summer student from Mrs. Lenhardt's class.


The "Right Way"
Looking for a mental challenge? Look no further.
Great Buy

Franklin and the Tooth Fairy
Am I Growing?
FRANKLIN GROWS UP...I think this book is very funny because it tells about growing up. I would give it to all my firnds and everybody in the world.
Amanda Rae Cunningham


Out of Africa, Into New OrleansThe true villain of the piece will chill. He is patient, resourceful and completely focused. The author does a wonderful job of describing near misses by the villain while the characters are blissfully unaware of their brushes with death. The gradual discovery of what is killing these victims raises the suspense level and contributes to fast page turning. The New Orleans descriptions are done with the eye of a native; no bland touristy snapshots intrude.
The autopsy scenes are quite intense (read before eating). The plot has some extraneous genealogy that I found tiresome. (...) However, it’s a good, fast, interesting read, and I look forward to reading more about Andy & Kit.
A Story Of Greed
Why Haven't You Read Broussard & Franklyn Yet?Add to that the deepening mysteries surrounding Kit's origins, romance trouble and a deadly virus, and you get a rich mystery steeped in medical examiner lore and true human feelings.
I appreciate the author's no-nonsense writing style and his quirky, but not over-the-top, cast of characters. Of late, the New Orleans Mystery has become a cliche, riddled with parades, politics, French Quarter dining and Bourbon Street debauchery. Donaldson eschews the gimmicks and serves up sensible, well-written stories using New Orleans, a city he obviously loves, almost as a character. Donaldson's mysteries feel like real life (albeit a life I wouldn't want to live) and his characters feel like people who live there, instead of tourists.
Donaldson seems to have stopped writing the Broussard/Franklin mysteries (he's now writing medical thrillers as Don Donaldson) so you can be sad that it's all over or be thrilled that this is a series you can read, start to finish, without having to wait for some slow-poke writer to release the next installment. Give it a try...you'll like it.


Nice addition to the series
Wonderful!
An excellent guide to creating a midsummer celebration

Titles...who needs 'em?
A well researched although often quirky historyKimball uses various unnamed sources throughout his otherwise meticulously researched book. For example on page 10 at the end of a paragraph about how postwar leaders "exploited the Churchill legend" Kimball states: "Even one of those convicted in the Watergate affair during the Nixon years adopted as his public motto a Churchill admonition not to give way "in things great or small, large or petty." On the next page he refers to: "One student of international affairs, who by 1990 had become a regular contributor to the op-ed page of the New York Times . . . ." Such references to unnamed sources leaves the reader wondering why Kimball uses such sources at all, if he can't or won't name his source.
Kimball is a talented writer although he too often inserts comments that remind the reader when he is writing-in the 1990s-and by doing so he cheapens his narrative. One example is in reference to the Yalta Conference and its influence on postwar popular culture. "Fifty years after the Big Three met in the Crimea, a supermodel, appearing in a motion picture depicting her vacuous, if remunerative, occupation, specified the place of the conference in historical memory. Searching for a stark contrast between what she did and what was truly important, she quipped: 'I mean, the worst thing that can happen to me is I break a heel and fall down. This is not Yalta, right?'" (pp. 310-311) He then refers to this broken heel later in his text. The name of the supermodel is supplied in an endnote, however the reference is a strain on the narrative. Kimball would have done much better not to include such references at all, however they are laced throughout the book.
Despite such quirks in his narrative, Kimball still manages to deliver a good review of the leaders and their strategies for winning World War II. Churchill is depicted as loveable, immature, brilliant, drunk, determined, and loyal to his country and empire. Roosevelt is shown to be shrewd, duplicitous, patrician, informal, irreverent, and equally committed to his nation's interests. FDR constantly urges Churchill to abandon his colonies in favor of self-determination for those under British rule. Churchill is adamant in his desire to maintain the empire. Kimball completed a three-volume study titled Churchill and Roosevelt: The Complete Correspondence. He draws heavily on this research and includes choice quotes from the correspondence between the two wartime leaders. Kimball looks far beyond the Churchill-Roosevelt correspondence however, and gives the reader a comprehensive summary of both the Churchill-Roosevelt relationship and their independent actions as they led the world to victory over the Nazis. The book focuses on the war in Europe with fewer references to the war in Asia. Stalin is also prominent in this narrative as befits the leader of the nation who took the brunt of what Hitler's armies had to offer.
Kimball reviews all of the summit meetings of the war from the Atlantic Conference through Yalta. Churchill met with Roosevelt eleven times, with Stalin twice, and all three met on two occasions. The travel logistics and risks were enormous in these meetings, especially for the handicapped Roosevelt. Churchill too was not a young and strong man. Included among Churchill's many serious health problems is the story of when he nearly died of pneumonia after the Tehran Conference.
Kimball argues against putting excessive blame to "losing eastern Europe" at Yalta, reminding the reader that most of the postwar agreements, including the fate of eastern Europe, were already agreed to prior to Yalta. Those agreements were made with the Soviet Union when they were a desperately needed ally in the fight against Hitler. Churchill was especially worried about Stalin negotiating a separate peace with Hitler.
Even with his quirky writing style, Kimball managed to write an excellent history of Churchill, Roosevelt, and their wartime leadership that led to the unconditional surrender of Nazi Germany and set the foundation for the postwar world.
Partners in Victory

The Illusion of Always Being RightNow this may be a small point, and it is, but it illustrates the enormity of Ninio's task, coming to grips with the endlessly fascinating and ever elusive world of illusions. Vladimir Nabokov in his lectures on literature says that the most intriguing things in art as in life always involve an element of deception. Einstein, in many well-known quotes, emphasizes the call of wonder, of the emotion of surprise as a motor promoting the curiosity necessary for the scientific enterprise. Long interested in geometrical deceptions, Ninio's emphasis is on optical illusions-and explanations of them, sometimes complementary, sometimes contradictory. Why does the moon sometimes look so large near the horizon? Believe it or not, thick academic books have been devoted to probing the mystery of this illusion alone-and here, offering more than one solution, suggests that the normal view in human evolution, horizontally across the horizon, is filled with visual referents for comparison, while the vertical view up into space is not. Seen (as it usually is not) against the little objects of the landscape, the distant moon is put into a foreign frame, and looks huge. Ninio explores similar visual tricks such as why isolated lines joined in crosses look shorter than their unattached cousins, why stairways look steeper from far away, and that 19th century parlor curiosity, why top hats look longer than they are wide?
Ninio's discussion is focused mostly on optical illusions, with brief excursions into the auditory and tactile realms and a brave if short chapter on stage magic in which he shares his experience of catching a magician on television by slowing down a videotape, and thus exposing the loading of a bird done by quickness. But the popular cliché that "the hand is quicker than the eye" is also (professional magicians know) a form of distraction on the plane of explanation: only a very small minority of tricks are accomplished by quickness, the vast majority being the result of the distraction which magicians call "misdirection." And there are other illusion-steeped topics Ninio doesn't discuss: linear time (which Einstein called a persistent illusion), evolutionary epistemology (e.g., might not the truth ultimately be inimical to survival?), death, consciousness, the metaphoricity of "literal" language (e.g., "concrete"), free will (is it real?), and so on. In Hindu mythology the world is a game, lila, veil, or maya, of phenomena.
Ninio's narrowness allows him to go into detail about specific common misperceptions of geometrical figures, natural and urban landscapes and so on. But what might have happened if the narrator was not so trustworthy but unreliable, as in a novel, or if Ninio had attacked as illusions the egos of his readers with the same scientific thoroughness and creativity he musters in his analyses of optical illusions? I confess to being somewhat disappointed that multiple (and not always exquisitely translated) interpretations are given of minor (and sometimes, at least for me, not even visible) optical illusions when other possible illusions, grander and more foundational, such as those explored by neurology, were not even discussed. In an email from Ninio he blames this on trouble that occurred in transferring the artwork during translation. (Robert Frost defined poetry as that which gets lost in translation!)
And yet this elucidates the nature of illusion itself. Perhaps we can get glimpses of the whole but the fact remains that each and all of us-even all of us together as a parallel processing technologically connected scientific society-is only a part of the system we observe. The well-known mysteries of quantum physics hinge in part at least upon the necessity of reintroducing the observer who, for convenience's sake, had long before been removed (at least theoretically) from the system. Newer illusions, such as the mistaken apprehension of purpose, design, or life in thermodynamic systems, can also be understood as the result of the hidden operation of what has been observationally excluded. (So, too, the Monty Hall Paradox, if you know it, can be understood as an illusion of misplaced probabilities due to not accounting for information provided by the moderator assumed to be "outside" the frame of operation.)
"The illusion of always having reason"-Ninio's opening fragment, interpreted literally if not figuratively, intimates our perfectly human inability to keep illusion caged to the stage of entertainment or science. If we do not have reason, we lose the very means to detect sensory illusions. The senses, if they do not always tell the truth, require thought-itself a kind of supersense-to make sense. For it is our reason, our ratiocination or rationality-neurologically identified with the more recently evolved prefrontal cortex-that is responsible for sorting out conflicting perceptual cues. There is one world but many perceptions of it, reflecting the manifold beings which inhabit it. And yet evolutionary expediency allows us, no forces us (unless we are mad or drugged) to conceive of this world as whole despite being formed from data fragments. For example, you only have eyes in front of our head yet your conception of the space around you is not marked by a huge gap corresponding to the back of your head. Incomplete beings, we are "Procrustean" in our perception: we cannot help but fill in the blanks. Such endemic Procrusteanism may be instinctive, as in much perception or, as with Ninio here, consciously scientific in its explication of how perception works.
Fascinating stuff about illusions of all kinds
You Can't Believe Your EyesNinio has indeed covered many sorts of illusions, including magic, but also such things we now take for granted as movies. It used to be that people shown a movie of a train coming at them would scurry out of its way, but we have seen enough movies by now to know that illusion for what it is. Ninio has concentrated on visual illusions because, of course, they can best be shown in a book. But also, as he points out, visual input is supreme, trusted more than other senses. People shown a film of someone saying "ga-ga" while the soundtrack says "ba-ba" will wind up hearing a hybrid "da-da" with their eyes open and "ba-ba" with their eyes closed. Everyone has had the experience of sitting in the old-style movie theater with one speaker behind the screen, and finding that the sound seemed to come from the location on the screen of whatever person or thing was shown making it. A ventriloquist, of course, easily makes visual cues of origin overcome auditory ones. The optical illusions here represent some of the old classics, as well as new ones, because new ones are being invented all the time. One of them was so strong that I believed there was a misprint when an explanation claimed that two parallelograms were the same size, so that I had to measure them, and even after that, I had to copy the page and cut the parallelograms out and compare them that way; they still do not look nearly equal. Other illusions here present obvious but invisible white shapes, or scintillating black spots that are not there, or even circuits that seem to have matter flowing around and around their printed images. This book is a wonderful funhouse.


Fair
The Best Of The Fifties
One of the BEST

KIND OF HARD TO READ!
Much research
Provides wealth of details but no contextIn "Runaway Slaves," John Hope Franklin and Loren Schweninger attempt to counter one of the more insidious images: that slaves working under the plantation system were generally happy, with instances of rebellion few and far between. By quoting from contemporary records -- everything from letters and diaries to newspapers, handbills and petitions to county courts and state legislatures -- Franklin and Schweninger want to show that slaves rebelled against their masters in a number of ways.
The scope of rebellion is breathtakingly wide, ranging from a sort of civil disobedience -- complaining, refusing to work, hiding from the overseers, destroying or stealing property, mistreating the animals, to the more serious offenses such as running away, formenting rebellion or murder. Any slaves was capable of running off, from known troublemakers to the most trusted house servants. Even hired slaves, those who had earned their master's trust and were allowed to accept work in the cities and generally left alone, would run away.
"Runaway Slaves" spends several hundred pages detailing the various forms of rebellion, and that is the book's greatest strength and weakness. The sheer volume and range of these acts makes it clear what the white overlords were up again, and explains some of the extreme methods used to keep the blacks down.
But the book also doesn't give an indication of the extent of black rebellion, and thus it offers a case no more convincing than whites to point out the few blacks who fought for the Confederacy. It would have been far more effective to look at a particular county over a year and examine what went on there during that time. By cross-referencing diaries, newspapers, memoirs and other accounts, it may be possible to discover just how deep resistance to whites ran.
But for those looking for details of who ran, why, and how they were captured and punished, "Runaway Slaves" offers a wealth of details and a few choice insights.
Their best friend, Chet Morton, is a slightly chubby boy who has weird interests. Chet has many odd hobbies, and the Hardy Boys enjoy seeing all them when he is not tagging along with them through Bayport solving mysteries with them.
The book starts as Frank and Joe Hardy slam the brakes of their convertible to avoid slamming into an automobile that ran down the road into a ditch. After fixing the tire that flew off the car due to a bad repair job, the man, who happened to speak with a British accent, revealed himself to be John Mead, a rich man who lives in a mansion in Barmet Bay near Bayport.
However, as the Hardy Boys are leaving the crash site, Joe finds a key. It's no ordinary key either. It's an ornately designed, ancient key. But when they check up on John Mead's background with their dad's boss, chief of police in Bayport Chief Collig, they find that John Mead died 5 years ago with no heir to claim his mansion. Even stranger, his house has no visible locks; just ornately designed doors on all 4 of the mansions sides and they haven't been maintained for years.
Then, strange things start happening. The odd "y" symbol Frank and Joe noticed on John Mead's ring turns out to be the insigne for a gang of thieves that are infamous for electronics theft. A shifty locksmith named Mike Batton repaired the Hardy's door lock with no input from anyone including his new boss, Ben Whittaker. Mike is actually a thief that is making a bum rep for Ben Whittaker, an honest man. The fresh new kleptomaniac Mike stole from Ben's customers and they are suing Ben, and, if it keeps up, he'll be out of business.
Also, Chet bought a battered dory named The Bloodhound which sank on it's first use with a mysterious locked box inside. The box then is then lifted with the boat and stolen by the same mysterious man. Finally, a boy named Lenny Stryker is kidnapped with no clue except a message from him, "secret panel...". Oddly enough, these happenings are all connected by Lenny's last message.
This book ranks up as one of my favorites. It is a mix of action, adventure, and mystery suitable for all ages. However, kids from 9-14 will get an extra "Kick" from it. If you'd like one last clue to the mastermind here, he has an alias of Whitey Masco. I hope that if you read The Secret Panel, you'll love it as much as I did.