The title of Paci's book aims at a very high goal: to situate scientific praxis within a serious endeavor to understand what it means to be human. In my opinion, Paci's accomplishment is remarkable. For anyone with a phenomenological / hermeneutical / humanistic Marxist (etc.) orientation, the book should be both useful and enjoyable. Paci synthesizes Husserl's work and extends it into wide-ranging study of the constructive potentialities of social life under conditions of advanced technology. I will risk summarizing Paci's position as follows: Everything that is, both nature and culture, is merely raw material for creative re-new-al through the cooperative reflection and action of persons living as community of peers -- and we can appropriate the sciences and technology to help realize such a form of life: the unsurpassable project of humanity always surpassing its current conditions through ever deeper self-reflection, aiming at self-accountability and renewal, i.e., genuine *progress* (not what calls itself "progress" but is often, at best, ambivalent, and -- to use one of Paci's own words: self-occluding). A very fine book. We would live in an unimaginably different and better world than in fact we live in, if this book (and, of course, others like it) informed the imagination of the educated public.

I ordered this book from Edmund Scientific as a gift for a fellow professor, but decided to keep it instead and apply it to my own lectures on logic and critical thinking. Edmund abstracts complex concepts into ideas that everyone can grasp easily and apply to their own lives. Highly recommended!

This was an outstanding review and preparation for the Geriatrics Board Examination. It is very clear, concise, reliable, and complete. I found mysdelf underlining "pearl" after "pearl".

This is a great book for anyone who likes the fashons of the late 1800's, Gibson girl, or just well drawn pictures! Gibson was a great artist, and you can tell from his captions he had a sense of humor. Every page in the book is filled with beautiful, clear, large sized drawings of Gibson Girl and her friends. I was delighted with my copy!! It even includes Gibson's "comic" book, "The Education of Mr. Pipp", and a brief but interesting biography of Mr. Gibson.

This is the most important book I own. It is a complete facsimile of a 15th century illuminators manual. The color plates are equisite, and provide a lot of detail. The English Translation is very readable and extremely useful to the artist interested in medieval techniques.

You will swear that some of these images are pencil drawings and others a part of a dream. William Abranowicz is a gifted photographer whose passion for pristine landscapes and still life reinvents this artform. As a collector of his work, I was thrilled to see his first book published. The world has enjoyed his images without knowing they were enjoying the world through his eyes. Through his lens, we see a world that invites all the senses to be aroused. I will cherish this book as a personal treasure from my friend.

for everyone who has some experience in echocardiography this booklet is one of the most helpful summaries of echo interpreations with outstanding hints and pitfalls

Blandford writes a very objective view of an elite fighting force. The Waffen SS was a mechanized infantry combat unit, not the SS(non-military) of the infamous concentration camps. The book contains anecdotes from actual combat veterans: stories of men fearing death, what it felt to be in combat, to be wounded, and the comradary of the SS. These men on the most part were not political, but men fighting for what at the time they felt was honor for they're country. The Waffen SS was not unlike the mystique of being a SEAL,Green Beret,Ranger, or Marine Recon. Over all I really enjoyed the book.

For the second mystery in his series featuring Gervase Fen, Oxford don and amateur detective extraordinaire, Edmund Crispin finally treats World War II with more than just a passing reference to blackouts and tobacco substitutes.

Unlike other writers from the Golden Age of British Mystery such as Margery Allingham in "Traitor's Purse" (1941) or Michael Innes in "The Secret Vanguard" (1940), Crispin didn't weigh in against the Nazis with "Holy Disorders" until the war was almost over (1945).

Perhaps it was to be expected that a fictional professor of English Language and Literature would be less informed about current events (WWII!) than a fictional hereditary peer who performed secret missions for the Government (Allingham's Albert Campion) or a fictional chief of New Scotland Yard who performed secret missions for the Government (Innes's Sir John Appleby). Fen does run for office in one of Crispin's later books, but for reasons that have nothing to do with government, politics, or current events.

Incidentally, Sir John Appleby gets some air time in "Holy Disorders," as the local constabulary keeps threatening to call in the big shot from New Scotland Yard when their murders are not promptly solved. Fen manages to fend off Appleby as well as the Nazis.

Instead of a mere 'locked room' murder, "Holy Disorders" sports a pair of 'locked Cathedral' murders. There is also a tinge of the supernatural---collapsing tomb stones, witchcraft, the shadow of a hanged man. As one of the characters says about the first murder victim, "What was it he saw, when he walked alone about the Cathedral? What was it he found there, that no one else has found?"

"Holy Disorders" may not be the most tightly constructed of the Fen mysteries, but there is a full cast of eccentric ecclesiastics, many of them inclined to witty, religious debate and obscure literary allusions. In one of my favorite scenes in the book, Fen and his companion interview one of the murder suspects, a minor church canon, who is unfamiliar with the poetry of Edgar Allan Poe. The interview takes place in the suspect's study which is furnished with, "a pallid bust of Pallas-or more probably of some dead ecclesiastic, since both sex and features were indistinguishable in the crepuscular light---in a niche above the door. And there, great heavens---Geoffrey felt the sense of unreality which one has immediately on waking from a vivid dream---was a raven. It perambulated the desk with that peculiar gracelessness which walking birds have, ruffled its feathers, and stared malignantly at the intruders."

The minor canon also has a wife named Lenore. Once Fen and his friend, Geoffrey learn about Lenore, they are off and quoting:

"On its perch, the raven ruffled its feathers again. The branch of a tree growing outside of the window scraped against the panes. Fen succumbed suddenly to the obsessing temptation.

'Surely,' he said---surely that is someone at your window lattice?'"

The interview deteriorates into a morass of mangled Poe (a fen of finagled Poe?). Even without the evil Nazis and spooky witchcraft, this interview alone is worth the price of "Holy Disorders."

Especially if you were forced (as I was) to memorize "The Raven" at some point in your misspent youth.