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Joseph Carey Merrick - the Man, the Soul
Soul stirring and heart warming account of a young manJoseph Carey Merrick was the real Elephant Man not a fictional character. Joseph had a loving mother that died when he was a child and his father moved and remarried. His step-mother didn't like him and scorned him for his looks and his inability to find work due to his lameness, telling him that what she fed him was more than he earned. Eventually he refused to return home for meals because he didn't want to listen to step-mother barate him anymore. His father stopped looking for him, but did get him a hawker's license to hawk wares on the street. But people were afraid of him and would not buy his wares, and he acquired a gathering of curious people around him. His uncle gave him shelter for a while, but Joseph left there too. He worked in the workhouse a place of refuge and work for the poor and destitute for 3 years, but hated it and left. He ended up being exhibited as a sideshow freak under the name of "The Elephant Man" because his congenital deformity made it so that he resemble that of an elephant (or so the posters showed him to resemble). When he was at Whitechapel Road, across the street from the London Hospital Dr. Treves saw him for the first time and brought him to the hospital to examine him. Over the next few years Joseph was exhibited, his managers robbed him of his life savings and left. Joseph went back to Whitechapel Road and to the care of the only friend he knew . . . Dr. Treves. He spent his remaining years under the friendship and care of the staff at the London Hospital.
I loved this story. Michael Howell and Peter Ford told a true and compassionate account of Joseph Merrick's life. A man who was like any other human being with hopes and dreams with one setback.. His congenital deformity that prohibited his ability to be like, and experience and sleep lying down on his back like other people. Through all of years and hardships, Joseph was scared, but kind and kept a calm serenity inside himself about his condition. He had so much gratitude for the staff and his new friends who helped him, he made cardboard models and sent these things to those people who saw to his care in his appreciation for their help. The book also includes pictures how Merrick looked when he was admitted to the London Hospital, and a display of his skeleton after death.
The True History of the Elephant Man

Leisure as DiseaseSurplus of conspicuous consumption by the Leisure Class gives the class license to indulge shamefully in pure conspicuous consumption, where their occupations eventually become leisure itself. These "professions" of the Leisure Class by nature render it closed, and impenetrable by outsiders.
Thorstein Veblen wrote the Leisure Class represented the new phenomena of conspicuous consumption compared to pre-Industrialized wealthy communities as well as contemporary working-class ones. But as intellectual inquiry into the topic of leisure has progressed over the past one hundred years, leisure has come to hold a number of definitions and meanings.
Vanitas, vanitatis!!
VERY FRESH 100 YEARS OLD BOOKNow a classic of economic theory, as well as a text book of social science, it describes the tendencies of consumerism, leisure and the "materialization" of the ideals of the aspiring new princes (or noveau rich) of society. Veblen's vibrant satire of the tendency of the modern individual to believe that real accomplishment is all about aquiring a condition of ostentatious wealth and status, and his analisis of the inception of modern class structure in America, still stand, a century after, as recommended reading for historians and economists.
If you are a fervent follower of advertisement, fashion, "glamour" and other modern expressions of consumerism , then you will find a surprisingly fresh portrait of yourself in this book. It worries me that the leisure class and its shallow views and values as described by Veblen, may still today represent elites in America and their religion, as analyzed by professor Lash in his last book "The Revolt of the Elites". I highly recommend Veblen's best book, to scholars and sociologists at large.


This novel is pure magic!
Loved it!The first story is set in 1385, by Hannah Howell. The second is set in 1550, by Judith E. French. The third is set in 1725, by Colleen Faulkner. Each story is remarkable. I closed each with a smile on my face.
I highly recommend this book. I consider it Romance Extraordinaire!
wonderful lovely stories, don't miss any of them!

Not exactly a field guide
Best Neotropical Field Guide - Hands down!
The Best Guide for birders in Mexicoi really recommed this book


For water maidens and those who love them...The value of this book lies in its cultural scope. How intriguing to note that water maidens play a significant role in the folk lore of such diverse cultures! And how interesting to see how these creatures vary from country to country (for they are not all mermaids as the title would suggest). Readers will discover an added bonus in Howell's artwork, which enhances the cultural flavor of each tale to great effect.
However, each tale is written in a sparse, folk tale style--flat characters and settings with little descriptive embellishments. For this reason I would recommend this book mainly to those who love mermaids and other sea creatures, rather than to those who just looking for a good story. But recommend it I do, for it is a fine collection.
An incredible book for all mermaid lovers
Excellent stories and illustrations

Unreadable
Brilliantly witty and creative
A Portrait of the Author as a Young ManExcept for the descriptions of a 1950s Petaluma, the novel has not lasted nearly as well as a Rembrandt: its 416 pages are tiresome and plotless.
Forty-four years later, native Petaluman Daedalus Howell offers The Late Projectionist, or From Angst to Zilch: The Portable Buntel Eriksson Filmography, another Petaluma novel that is shorter, livelier, far funnier and more entertaining. Hopefully it will wear better and last far longer than Dutch.
The 27-year-old Howell, Argus-Courier entertainment editor, theater critic for the Sonoma County Independent and a contributor to the North Bay edition of the San Francisco Chronicle, offers what he calls small town satire, a comic portrait of the artist as a young cineaste gone wrong in this, his first novel.
His hero, who bears more than a passing resemblance to the author, is "a café bon vivant and Swedish B-film aficionado caught in a quagmire of betrayal, intrigue and comic misadventure who embarks on a lucrative antiquarian book caper, and pursues the fetching demoiselle who threatens its success."
Born and brought up in Petaluma, Howell jokingly suggests that he, and many of his pals, are dragonflies in amber: ensnared in Petaluma and Sonoma County thanks to Chief Cotate's Curse.
"A buddy of mine," Howell says, "that I hadn't seen in years ran into me in Gale's Central Club. He swung me into a seat and proceeded to tell me why he was back in town - it was Chief Cotate's Curse. "According to local legend, Chief Cotate was one of the leaders of the tribal nation in these parts. When settlers started coming, destroying the land and the people, he said to them, 'You can have what will become Sonoma County - but you cannot leave.'
"We've all left, but we've all come back and will undoubtedly complete the cycle again. That theme, the notion of attempted escape and yearning for the a vague notion of 'elsewhere' is germane to Petaluma's youth experience and a key inspiration for much of the book - that and the reckless and often sinister lives we've lived here. This place is a riot - it's the human comedy drizzled all over the canvas of small-town Americana. And you wonder why Hollywood is always lurking around?"
Howell is also the author of the play Mad Ave.: A Boardroom Farce in Two Acts. It was featured in Sonoma County Repertory Theatre's series of New Drama Works last January.
How autobiographical is the book?
"There are events that happened locally that certainly inspired scenes." But, he continues, much of what started out as fact has developed into fiction.
"I have the wonderful situation of having grown up with many of the people I'm still friends with. It makes for a bounty of mutual experiences and a sense of collective memory."
Looking back on this shared growing up, Howell says, "it seems to grow more mythic with time as the details are smoothed into de facto archetypes. Consequently it's a great font for fiction.
"What was thrilling," he continues, "was springboarding from the foibles my cronies and I have gone through. I consider this a sort of ad hoc social history - albeit, a fictionalized one - of a very peculiar, but important arts scene. Someday, after a few careers take off, I'm confident the true stories will end up fodder for a coffee table book."
a laugh. "I was a ticket taker. I didn't want to be one - I was more interested in being the guy in front."
Currently Howell lives in the building designed by famed local architect Brainerd Jones and used by him as both home and office. "I had fun playing with the notion of myself, the author, finishing the book in Jones' home, where he had, as an architect, designed Petaluma, while I redesigned it as Lumaville, my own private labyrinth."
And Chief Cotate's Curse? Will Howell escape "this dread wonderful place, this Lumaville?"
"That's up to the readers. Every page turned is a dollar earned," he quips. "Seriously, if it does really well, the next one will be easier to write. Otherwise, you can keep reading my columns in the Argus-Courier."


Childrens' Books- The Ugly Duckling
Beautiful illustrations and a well-told story: buy this!
Ms. Elliott's Class Book Review

Several Sideshows Jell Into A NovelYet, I must say, I admired Howells' novel very much. It is not for those who require action, sex, or dramatic events. Rather, it is a slice of life of the period, of the place, of family life and social repartee that may be unequalled. Though Howells claimed to be a "realist" and he is often spoken of, it seems, as one of such a school in American literature, the novel oscillates between extremely vivid descriptions of all varieties of life in New York, humanist philosophizing, and mild melodrama, thus, I would not class it as a truly realist novel in the same sense as say, "McTeague" by Frank Norris. Howells had the American optimism, the reluctance to dwell on the darker sides of human nature. This novel may draw accusations, then, of naivete. I think that would be short-sighted. Henry James and Faulkner might be deeper psychologically and Hemingway more sculpted, but Howells sometimes puts his finger right on the very essence of American ways of thinking and on American character. Some sections, like for instance the long passage on looking for an apartment in New York-over thirty pages---simply radiate genius. The natural gas millionaire and his shrewish daughter; the gung-ho, go-getter manager of the magazine; the dreamy, but selfish artists, the Southern belle---all these may be almost stock characters in 20th century American letters, but can never have been better summarized than here. Two statements made by Basil March, a literary editor married into an old Boston family, sum up the feel of A HAZARD OF NEW FORTUNES, a novel that takes great cognizance of the potential for change in people (always an optimist's point of view). First, he says, "There's the making of several characters in each of us; we are each several characters and sometimes this character has the lead in us, and sometimes that." And lastly, he says "I don't know what it all means, but I believe it means good." Howells was no doubt a sterling man and this, perhaps his best novel, reflects that more than anything else.
If You Admire James, Twain, Tolstoy, or Zola--Read This!
A hazard which has gloriously succeeded.

Dialect, dialect and yet more dialect!BUT over and above all that why on earth were the heroine and her cousin so small?? Tiny in fact! All that looking up into the faces of giant men and snuggling into their beards and suchlike -YUK! I always imagine these little women have sharp, ferrity features and tinny, squeaky voices to match their tiny frames!
I want to read about grown up women not veritable children - an impression that has the power to turn me right off the book - After a while I skipped the och's and ayes and read the end.
It's gone to the church sale now!
The chevalier and the wee cat . . .
Highland Knight by Hannah Howell

Too Much Theory and "Shoulds"
Great Book on Dressage
MUST BUY if you own a horse!!!
but blaming me is blaming God,
Could I create myself anew
I would not fail in pleasing you.
If I could reach from pole to pole
or grasp the ocean with a span,
I would be measured by the soul -
the mind's the standard of the man.
I bought this book many years ago, unfortunately I made the mistake of lending it to someone and I never got it back. This is a remarkable book. I was touched by Joseph Merrick years ago. For the past nine years, I have been running the Joseph Carey Merrick Tribute Website. It is a site dedicated to Joseph, the person - not Joseph, the disability. I'm presently heading a London and Leicester (UK) campaign to have a commemorative plaque erected in his honour. He deserves to have a permanent tribute. He has done a great deal to advance medical science, through his skeleton, and thanks to him, there will one day be a cure for Proteus Syndrome. It's time the world said 'thank you'. Please give your moral support by visiting the site. I'm not sure if web addresses can be mentioned here, so simply type the following in your web browser: Joseph Carey Merrick Tribute Website