I should have known better when the main character uttered the too often heard words "This may sound crazy, but..." This book violates that rule I seem to remeber from somewhere - show, don't tell. Instead of having the main characters constantly talking about what sounds crazy but must be true, I want to simply see the evidence they see. Or better yet, wait a while. We don't have to know everything right away. And finally, the cheesy moralizing at the end was not excusable.

Ahh,Harry Harrison, the mind behind the ingenius creations of Bill,the galactic hero and his many unlikely adventures involving feet and beer,not to mention that pillar of the criminal community,Slippery Jim digriz .
In this book,which is more of a short story, there are a few parallels between the main character,Rob and the aforementioned Slippery.Except he's not not as funny or developed as well as he could be.It's all a bit out of date now,what with the pesky'Russkies' making a major showing,but all that aside I quite liked the book as I like Mr Harrison's style and I'm always up for a bit of daft sci-fi.All in all better offf getting some Bill,or Stainless stories.So funny your gut will bust with hilarity.

So little is written about the Nagas - Tangkhuls, Maos, Kabius etc living in the Manipur State, or elsewhere in the north-eastern states of India. So this book doesn't represent 'all of the Nagas'. The modern-day Nagas are warm, friendly, very hospitable and peaceful folks. Music runs in their soul and they've got the voice to match! Yes, they are indeed, beautiful people.

The photographs were amazing . I wondered how they got all that stuff together. I sat for hours going over each one of them,trying to imagine how eachone of them must have been taken by the various individuals in their own time and space. Ok Ok so I got carried away a little, they are just pictures taken by people who had come to the Naga area either as tourist or as administrators but since there are such few photographs depicting the life of the naga people in the begining of the 20th century it was an amazing experience going through the photographs. So much has changed since then, both good and bad and like all tribal society that came into contact with the outside world only in the later half of the 19th century the Nagas also had to go through the usual problems symptomatic ofsocieties going through changes that came too fast at times. And in that process of getting educated and westernized and christianized somewhere along the way we lost touch with certain aspects of our tradition and culture. Lets just say the Nagas were victims of a histirical process demanding too much change. This loss was not just spiritual or intelectual but also material.In fact, to give a small example there was a shawl in one of the photograph worn by the Tangkhul tribe which is now no longer weaved because nobody knows how to anymore.I think it is important to know our roots because only then can we define ourselves and move ahead as a` people' in the ever changing dot com world we live in. This book is about how the world saw the nagasand also an attempt to undestand our way of life(the chapter on Fertility is interesting ) Of course only the Nagas can really know who they really are as people and as a nation but it is enlightening to be defined and analyzed by others especially if it has lots of pictures taken by them and all the good ones are brought together in one such book.(oh! so this is how my great granpa dressedup for the big hunt....) I think now that i have written about it I should buy a copy for my mom. She loves old photographs.

No Score refers to the title characters inability to complete the sex act with numerous partners throughout the story. Lawrence Block is one of my favorite authors. He must have written this book when he desperately needed the money. It should not have been republished

Lawrence Block is known as a mystery writer, and I like his mysteries very much. Probably because publishers are jerks, this book is billed as a mystery. It isn't. There is very little suspense, and no mystery at all. This book is erotic fiction. If you know that before you read it, so that you are not disappointed by the lack of mystery, you may well enjoy it very much: it is *very* good erotic fiction

Real Beatlemaniacs do not need this.

Unless you do not care about having accurate lyrics. I bought this book to use for a multimedia project and found 2 or 3 of the first 10 songs I looked up to have inaccurate text. Its like they were listening to the songs and trying to write down the lyrics as they went, if they couldn't understand it, just make something up. Not only are there bad lyrics, but the font used and the layout have to be the most boring pages ever for looking at. There are a few pictures scattered around in the book, but nothing that any Beatle fan hasn't already seen. Save your money!

Who was the walrus? Who did Capt. Marvel Zap right between the eys? Why don't we do it on the road? Ever ponderd these questions, well buy this book. This is a great piece to add to the Beatlemanics's library. Not all of the albums came with a list of lyracies and this fills in any blanks marvelously. The Author has a very keen ear for the lyrics of the greatest songs, on the greatest albums, recorded by the best band ever. P.S. Look at the Lyrics to "Norweigen Wood" is it not about burning down a house?!?

This book features an uninteresting Star Wars character that was portrayed by an even duller actress, one Natalie Portman. The book was pretty good. I only wish the creative spirit was directed towards a better Star Wars character.

This book has many problems. I will be sending mine back to Amazon as soon as I find my packing tape.

1: The "amulet" itself. From the cover illustration, I figured it would be the forehead-ornament on the black feathered costume which is featured prominently. Not so: the amulet is a lump of black, with bronzey ropes across it. The amulet opens like a locket. It is the ugliest piece of plastic jewelry I've seen in a long time.

2: The plot. I'd hoped that the story would be worthwhile. It is not. Amidala realizes her amulet is missing, she and a handmaiden go to look for it, they find it and return. No adventures. No uplifting tale. No additional background to the movie.

The only thing worthy about this "book" is the box that it comes in, which is pretty and would make a fairly decent 'secret box' for a child. But those are easy to come by or to make yourself.

A sweetheart of a book, written along the lines of a classic fairy tale. My kid really got a kick out of it. And he isn't even that big of a Star Wars fan, thank god. But this book beats the tar out of Barney or Elmo anyday of the week.

Harrison's book, first published some 20 years ago, is now seriously out of date. More recent research has shown much of his material to be ineptly researched, misleading or downright wrong and it's a great shame no effort has been made to correct the numerous errors identified by careful reinvestigation of some of his leading cases. Those interested in SHC would do much better to check out more recent books such as those by John Heymer, Jenny Randles and Peter Hough, or Larry E Arnold (if you want a generally 'pro' point of view), or Joe Nickell, for the skeptical perspective.

Harrison does an interesting job tieing Spontanous Human Combustion (SHC) to other paranormal phenomena. The book is well-researched and detailed, although the telling of it is a little rambling (a trait I consider common to many older British authors). The man is a believer in SHC, and the book is written from that viewpoint.

Mary Beard's The Invention of Jane Harrison (Revealing Antiquity 14) perfectly illustrates the frightening, hilarious, and absurd situation occurring the world over in academia today. And the book's publisher is none less than Harvard University Press. Beard clearly has connections in high places.

Beard has unearthed-I use 'unearthed' here in its figurative sense-a lot of 'new'--or, 'recent,' 'current'--'information'--by which I hope to suggest 'information' as a new paradigm in the process of 'evolution'---about Harrison-by which I purposely refer to not 'Jane Harrison' 'herself' but to the constellation of thoughts, theories, and 'historical' ideas which we generally assume to be 'identical' with its 'subject'-by this I am suggesting that the unconscious 'assumption' of a biographical 'subject' by both 'author' and the 'assumed' reader is a fallacy--by 'fallacy,' I suggest not its 'original' meaning of 'guile' or 'trickery' but its present-day usage of a plausible 'idea' based around-I use 'around' in the figurative sense in this case--a false inference-with which 'she,'-- by which I refer to 'Beard'-who is not 'identical' to a living person but an abstract idea we agree to refer to as 'Mary Beard'--could have made remarkable use.

As 'Beard'-not the facial hair worn by men but the 'author'-is an Cambridge 'scholar'-in itself an 'elitist' conception worth challenging-'she,' by which I hope to suggest to the 'reader' 'author' 'Beard,' and not the conceptual formation which 'we' are using as our 'subject' and calling 'Jane Harrison'-might have made better use of if 'turned over'-in the figurative sense-her 'findings'-by which I intend to suggest that elements of existence-by 'existence' I do not make use of Sartre's conception of 'such' or imply an 'existential' 'imperative'-can be 'lost' and 'recovered' though perhaps, as man--men and women inclusive--are limited to five (5) 'senses'-'senses' being an idea formation worth 'investigating'--have always been, in 'fact' present but not until 'now'-not the moment I am writing, creating, and 'thinking' this--but the moment it is conceivably 'perpetually'--that is to say, 'infinite' but not in the theological sense--being absorbed in the literal--I use 'literal' literally here--sense--not to be mistaken for 'senses' above--by its presumed 'reader'-or 'readers'--

If the reader can stomach 150 very small pages (the rest is documentation) of useless, loopy backtracking, second-guessing text, and Beard's inability to write a straight sentence without multiple unnecessary qualifications, then this book, which can confidently assume nothing and finds its style clearly necessary and delightful, might find an audience, if said readers are willing to push through and come out the other side exhausted, none the wiser, and empty handed.

The Invention of Jane Harrison is primarily about Mary Beard and her thought processes, and presents Harrison--when it finally forgets itself and remembers to deliver her up-as a kind of stuffed partridge in an Edwardian museum display case. Pretentious, smug, and yet so nice and gentile, this book rightly belongs on no one's shelf. By taking on such an eminent subject, Beard mortally underscores her vacuity as a writer and thinker. ...Forget the logrolling praise this project has received. For cynical careerists only. Everyone else, run for the hills.

Jane Ellen Harrison, a pioneer for women in classical studies in British academic circles, has had a fluctuating reputation in and out of her profession. Her "Prolegomena" had a good reception among the scholars who dominated work in ancient Greek religion in the first half of the twentieth century, but its sequel, "Themis," had to wait decades for appreciation, by which time its use of social anthropology was beginning to show its age. Awareness of her work may be strongest among: (a) feminists; and (b) those interested in the myth-and-ritual "school" with which, along with Gilbert Murray and F. M. Cornford, she is generally associated.

A biography was announced not long after her death in 1928, but a full treatment had to wait for Sandra J. Peacock's "Jane Ellen Harrison: The Mask and the Self," in 1988, which revealed a good deal more than earlier sketches. These tended to be laudatory, or else dismissive remarks on the obsolete views of a dead colleague. (She had left no students in professional posts to defend their teacher, her male proteges having been part of the generation lost to World War I).

Beard attempts a re-evaluation of Harrison's life, career, and place in the history of classical studies. Parts of her presentation of academic infighting and jealousies will fascinate those already familiar with players, or interested in group dynamics, and evidently bore others, but these accounts, based on ample documentation, seem more solid than her speculations about Harrison's closely-guarded inner life. Beard's reflections on the muddled evidence and the myth-making process at work in official biographies will be of interest mostly to those already acquainted with the literature.

A major problem with Beard's argument is that so much of Harrison's posthumous reputation rests on people and movements outside the circle of professional classicists. E. S. Strong, her preferred rival for Harrison's position as a leading woman in the academic world of the time, was a hard-working archeologist specializing in early Italy. Besides the problem of associating with the Fascist regime during the years in which Harrison's posthumous public reputation was being promoted by her friends, Strong was not dealing with matters of great interest to a wide public. Harrison, with her analysis of Greek myth and religion in terms of basic human needs and anxieties, and her use of ancient popular culture and superstitions to re-interpret familiar classics, was surely a better candidate as a heroine whose work, while sometimes difficult to follow, was often exciting. I found Beard's work informative, and frequently very interesting, but too narrowly focussed to explain Harrison's continuing prestige.

I found this at a used bookstore. Was happy not to have my money go to the author. His arguments, like all the conspiracy theorists, are based on innuendo or explainable "discrepancies" in the evidence, which is presented in a very selective manner. HEL ignores the truly compelling evidence that shows that three shots and three shots only were fired at JFK's car. He counts up to 6 shots. Where are the bullets? The shells? The shooters? Several witnesses saw a rifleman in the Book Depository window. No one reported seeing any other shooters, even though potential witnesses were everywhere. Plus - 88% of the 178 witnesses said they were certain they heard three shots. HEL doesn't bother to mention this

It appears that HEL is shooting from the hip in his final book. The summation of facts in the first half of the book is compelling and somewhat satisfying, but from here comes the kind of stuff that the Gerald Posners of the world use to create the impression that researchers are paranoid and inaccurate. How can someone with a clear concsience say that all the people who shot photos and film in the Plaza were placed there by the conspirators? That researchers like Weisberg are on a disinformation campaign? There's no disagreement that the Groden questions raise doubts as to his credibility; the others sound a lot like elevator excuses. I read this book at the library, and a friend of mine moved recently and left a copy of this book for anyone to take with them.

No one took it.

After a thorough examination, I can see why.

Burgess was the model for talking animal stories. His characters use good English, are modeled on real behavior of the beast in question, and there is a minimal plotline. Mostly written for what is now about a first to third grade level, the stories are a good 'read aloud' for pre-schoolers as well. Move on from these to Wind in the Willows (Grahame), Wainscot Weasel, or Brian Jacques' Redwall series.

I cannot recommend this as a "teach yourself" text. You would be better off starting ANYwhere else.

This book is utterly impossible to understand if one is unfamiliar with many linguistic terms. Even with a firm background in both Latin and Greek, not to mention four other languages, I still found the book quite impossible to follow and incompetent in its explanations. It is far more useful as a supplement to an academic course than anything else.

"Teach Yourself Biblical Hebrew" CAN get you started, but within a short period, its shortcomings become very obvious. There is accurate, if often very simplified information, but this book is not well organized, not very well presented, and exercises and examples are generally insufficient. Moreover, the limited vocabulary is antiquated. Do we really need a 'hither' and 'thither' kind of book in the 21st Century?

If you're considering this book you would do MUCH better with Page Kelley's "Biblical Hebrew: An Introductory Grammar". It retails for twice the price, but quantitatively you get approximately four times more book, ample exercises and examples, modern usage, and you are plunged immediately into biblical texts.