This is the first volume in Morison's monumental history of the U.S. Navy in World War II, but it is hardly the most interesting. It covers submarine warfare in the Atlantic for the first years of the war. American losses were terrible during much of this period. As we now know, most of the damage was done by a few German U Boats that were successful because of inept tactics by the Americans. While Morison is an honest historian, and this book was not edited by the Navy, he still (in my judgment) fails to criticize sufficiently the Navy for its failings during this period. After all, the Navy knew that the major danger posed by the German Navy was the latter's submarine fleet; most of its small surface fleet having been sunk by the British Navy in 1940. Moreover, the American Navy had the advantage of access to British experience in fighting U Boats. However, despite having identified the threat years before facing it, and being able to learn from the British successes and failures, the opening of the submarine war in the Atlantic was a disaster for the U.S. Navy. It seems to me that Morison goes too easy on the Chief of Naval Operations at the time, Ernest King, who was well know for his loathing of the British.

Another necessary aspect of this book that makes it less interesting than others in the series is that antisubmarine operations are necessarily small unit actions, unlike the great battles fought in the Pacific. It was a war of attrition, and was eventually won by improved tactics and equipment that caused the Germans to take unacceptable losses.

Having made these criticisms, Morison's series is essential for anyone interested in the details of the U.S. Navy's role in World War II. While later historians have questioned some of his judgments, no one will ever assemble so much so source material on the subject again.

Very (I mean, extremely) vibrant illustrations and simple text depict a young girl's exploratory meanderings though a barnyard. Along the way she sees farm animals making sounds, and meets a friend. A map on the front and back covers charts her course. I was not particularly crazy about this book, but my toddler (bedazzled by the bright illustrations, perhaps?) absolutely adored it.

Check out the dedication boys and girls...this book is dedicated to me and my sister!

Hellspout is a classic seventies thriller concerning the adventures of the fishery protection vessel Marlin and its rough and ready crew. The Marlin arrives at remote Scottish island to pick up some wildlife experts who have been cut off from the mainland for a few days because of a storm. When they arrive the camp is abandoned and the island deserted. Webb Carrick and the crew of the Marlin set out to solve the mystery of the disappearing naturalists.

The title refers to a tidal cave which explosively spouts water out of a hole in the cliffs during storms. The deserted island and the booming Hellspout set the foreboding atmosphere to this novel.

While this book won't win any literary prizes it's a well written page turner in the "boys-own adventure" mode. Knox handles the action well and successfully creates suspense and mystery.

A big highlight of this book is the seventies tone (ie not politically correct!). There's not much feminism going on here, all the characters chain-smoke and very often start the day with a large whisky.

I love this book -but then given the dedication I would. I thoroughly recommend it if you like well written, un-taxing thrillers.

This book is about one of Sydney's (Australia) stately homes. "My Grandfather's House," named Rona after a small Scottish island lying between the Isle of Skye and the Scottish mainland, is a history of a house that was built in 1882/1883 on Bellevue Hill, Sydney, by Mr. Edward Knox, the author's grandfather. Rona was built on the top of Belleview Hill and as a result it has breathtaking views of Sydney Harbor. Until 1934, the grounds of the house ran to 8 acres. In that year, the sale of a part of the gardens as building lots reduced the size of the property to 5 acres. In the early 1950s the old house was converted into a duplex, and its days of grandeur came to an end. Subsequent subdivisions of the gardens from the early 1960s have further reduced size of the property to only a fraction of an acre. The reviewer's interest in Rona is that he was a boarder at Cranbrook School, also on Bellevue Hill, when the School leased Rona and its grounds as a boarding annexe from 1947 to 1950. He spent a very happy 1950 liviing at Rona when he was 12 years old. The book is a fascinating account of a Sydney lifestyle that no longer exists.

At first this book seems over-priced. However, if you are invloved with the law or criminal justice system, this book should be on your books shelf. In addition to giving a comprehensive bibliography of many gang book and articles, it provides the Constitutions of four major gangs, lists gangs by city and state and includes the Streetgang Terrorism Omnibus Prevention Act. If you work in the court system with gang members, get this book.

This is primarily a book with garmets based on "Fair Isle" technique, but not traditional Fair Isle motifs. Mushrooms, bees, berries and such are the motifs -- an interesting change from OXOX. The color charts are easy to follow, but the book is weak in technique and most of the patterns are for children. The largest pattern in the book is a 42" chest measurement. Overall, you'll do better with any of a number of other books dealing in Fair Isle technique and motifs, including The Art of Fair Isle Knitting (gorgeous!) and Fair Isle Sweaters Simplified (good technique, but patterns designed for Philosopher's Wool only.)

I have read the book, AND have seen the author's online behavior. Without touching on his personal character traits, Knox has exhibited monumentally faulty medical knowledge, frequently misspelling and misusing medical terms familiar even to laymen. Anyone interested in the book should consider the information presented in negative reviews, which point out that:

1. "Doctor" Knox is actually an UNLICENSED chiropractor, not a "Physician."

2. The favorable reviews by "Sharon" are really Knox's self-promotion. He frequently uses that identity to say wonderful things about himself and his book. There is even a "Sharon" website that contains only links to Knox's website, and stories that are instantly identifiable as Knox's undisguisable style.

3. The "information" in the book is backed up by only Knoxian anecdotes, speculation and citing of other medically discredited sources.

4. Much of the book is overlaid with Knox's own personal version of spirituality. While this is not itself inappropriate in a "personal" medical book, I found his belief system to range from sickeningly sweet, through offensive, all the way up to blasphemous (to mainstream Christianity, at least).

Just another vote to agree with the other unfavorable reviewer.

The author of this compendium of quackery is well known in the on-line enema-interest community. He has constantly invaded chatrooms and message boards, where I have personally caught him misusing and misspelling medical terms, as he promoted this book of pseudoscience. If a layman can catch that, how is he qualified as a "physician" (as he terms himself)? I cannot see how anyone with such thin knowledge would dare to set himself up as an "expert," but this "author" has proven himself a legend in his own mind.

The book also has a number of religious ideas as loopy as his medical beliefs. Need I add that his knowledge of theology is matched only by his medical "expertise"? I would be more specific, but the more interesting bits seem actually blasphemous to me, and might well offend many others. Suffice it to say that the author is happy to fill us in on those Biblical sidelights about enemas that somehow got left out of the Bible.

One last point here. I notice that the customer reviews average as rather favorable, which is what moved me to add my two bits. The very first review by "Sharon" is (SURPRISE) written by the author himself. "Sister Sharon" is one of the female characters he uses for supportive posting about himself. "She" is the author of several drearily boring stories on "her" website, which, oddly is rife with links to Knox's website! I would therefore be suspicious of any overly sycophantic review here.

This is an excellent book, 364 pages it covers things about enemas never written anywhere before. It helped me understand my feelings about enemas.

I know Dr. Knox, he is an excellent physician and writer. This book is not a research book, but Dr Knox references all the authors who have written on the subject and handles it very well.

The previous poster, never read the book, nor any of Dr. Knox's work. It is all available on line including two sample chapters from the book at his site for your review, http://www.lifeknox.com for those who would know what Dr Knox wrote about enemas and childbirth, colds and flu, candida, irritable bowel syndrome or cancer. It is all there in print, and useful, as is his book.

It helped me.

hugs

Sharon

While this book is good for a cursoury glance at the writing of John Knox it is too long to fulfill this function. The text itself is only a fragment of the true history and eliminates many of the more interesting parts of Knox's history.
The original book is 5 (possibly 6) volumes, this edition only includes quick glances at each one and the last two volumes are introduced briefly. For anyone truly interested in seeing what the History of the Reformation is about this book is certainly not helpful.

$8.00 for less than 50 pages. And what is contained in those pages amounts to not much more than a review of prices for certain companies' safes, some idea of how effective or not they are, and ... not much else. Oh, and the great way to save money on safes is to buy one used. No really earth-shattering secrets are contained here, unfortunately.

An attempt to cash in on the Simpson trial, this book is an embarrassment for all concerned. Just how bad it is cannot be conveyed in a mere 1000 words, so you'll simply have to read it yourself -- but maybe that's too high a price to pay. Read the summary provided by Dove Publishing. It's as though they are trying to expose the jurors as the cerebral cripples they are. Couldn't they find one coherent line in what must have been hours of mind-numbing recordings with the "authors"? While reading the book, keep in mind that this is _their_ side of the story; it is told in a manner most sympathetic to the jurors. Still, they come off as spit-drooling morons. The mind reels at the thought of someone hostile to Cooley, Bess, and Jackson having written this. As for Tom Byrnes (he garners "as told to" credit for this mess) and editor Mike Walker, don't hate them... pity them. Then again, perhaps Byrne and Walker have intended this as an indictment of our judicial system, where the search for impartial jurors has evolved into a quest for those who never read newspapers, news magazines, or even watch television more challenging than "Jackass." If this is the case, their success is complete beyond any possible expectations they might have had.

Upon first hearing the not-guilty verdict in the O.J. Simpson trial, I was sure it was because at least some of the Simpson jurors had some self-serving, self-righteous agenda. However, after reading this pathetic, to the point of being comical attempt, to justify their verdict, I have changed my mind... Not only was their so-called "analysis" of the evidence completely devoid of any truly intelligent thought, it contained leaps of logic so vast, Evil Knevil would have been too scared to jump it. For example, one juror said she had doubts O.J. did it because only a "little" blood from the victims was found in Simpsons bronco.If he was truly innocent, then why is ANY of the victims blood in his car! Throughout the trial Johnny Cochran continuously lied or distorted the truth. During the defence for instance, in an attempt to show police "contaminating" the crime scene, Cochran shows a still picture of a policeman "carelessly" walking through a bloody path. Contamination,right? Well, no. Upon simple cross-examination, we find out that only AFTER the crime scene had been processed and all blood evidence been collected did this officer then walk through this bloody path. Was there any mention of this in this book? Of course not. When Cochran tried to show an attempt by police to "plant" evidence, he showed a videotape of Simpsons bedroom depicting the ABSENCE of bloody socks that the police claimed were there. Planting of evidence you say? Again, upon cross-examination the person who shot the videotape testifies that he was there to videotape the premises for insurance purposes only. And that he was told by police NOT to go into the bedroom until AFTER they collected whatever was in there, including,of course, those bloody socks! Did any of these hapless jurors make note of this?...In fact, rare is it, that you will find consecutive coherent sentences, such is the collective wisdom shown here. So, the question is, would I recommend this book to others? To that question, my answer is surprisingly, a resounding YES!...Because while on one hand, this book was so tedious to read,what with its complete utter lack of knowledge and insight of the subject matter, I still found it facinating to delve into the minds of people who have such little powers of deduction...

This is a pathetic and weak attempt written by the OJ Simpson jurors to excuse the outrageous and incorrect verdict that they arrived at after only three hours of deliberation. It demonstrates the unfortunate fact that even the jurors, who were supposed to be impartial, were clearly biased against the prosecution from day one of the trial, and their IQ's match an anorexic's dress size! Discounting all the other evidence, the DNA alone should have convicted SImpson, since it doesn't inject fraudulent issues into a trial, isn't overwhelmed by its own celebrity, and has no ulterior motives or hidden agenda, yet it was damningly and inexplicably ignored. And I was amazed to read the statement of one of the jurors in a post trial interview that the DNA evidence carried no weight with her! The DNA evidence was as irrefutably tied to the Simpson case as Santa Claus is to Christmas. I wonder how these jurors can live with themselves, knowing that Simpson is a murderer, and deciding that these murders should go unpunished. How could they attend a post trial victory party, hosted by that slime Johnnie Cochran, knowing that because of Simpson, Ron and Nicole are forever lost to their families? Do they ever think of Ron and Nicole at all? Do they think about their last moments alive? I do. Does the particularly gruesome crime scene picture of Nicole, lying folded in the foetal position, her head haloed by a large pool of blood, which looks like blotches of red paint splashed randomly onto an artist's canvas, haunt them at all?