All Consuming


Items Porter Hall consumed in…

June, 2007



  1. Wednesday 6
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    Finished consuming…
    The Lay of the Land (Vintage Contemporaries) — 5 people

    Worth consuming!


  2. Saturday 9
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    Finished consuming…
    1776 — 87 people

    Worth consuming!

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    Finished consuming…
    The Road (Oprah's Book Club) — 447 people

    Worth consuming!


  3. Saturday 16
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    Started consuming…
    Benjamin Franklin — 13 people


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    Started consuming…
    The Denial of Death — 7 people



Entries about these items

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    Great Metaphors, But a Really Grim Trip — 2 years ago

    WORTH CONSUMING!

    I listened to this audio book while on the road myself, driving from Seattle to Las Vegas. It was a strange feeling to be driving on a lonely two-lane road going south while listening to this alternate dystopia.

    The book is compelling because McCarthy paints such a realistic scenario for the end of the world. The book starts six or eight years after something awful and irrevocable has put the world in decline and its immediately clear that things won’t be getting better any time soon. No one in the book even knows for sure what the event was. Whether it was nuclear holocaust, massive volcanic explosion, or a meteor impact that burned the cities to the ground and poisoned the air doesn’t really even matter. It’s all ashes to ashes and dust to dust.

    The unnamed protagonist is walking down the road with his son and he’s pushing a shopping cart-that symbol of modern surplus and convenience-filled with whatever they can scavange. They are moving south because the planet is getting steadily colder due to a permanent haze that’s blocked out most of the sun. Most everything-people, animals, and plants-is dead. The man and the boy must contend with occasional marauders and zombie-like survivors, but it is the creeping death of starvation, dehydration, disease and exposure that hunts them continually through the novel.

    At one point, the man finds some withered, leathery apples half buried under the ashes of a former orchard. He carefully collects them all and shares them with the boy. If the biblical book of Genesis is the first chapter of the world, this scene could have stood as its last chapter: two humans gnawing on the fallen fruit of the tree of no more knowledge.

    This book is a tough read because there is so little hope to be found. It’s a good read because, through it all, the reader must question why they are on the road. The protagonist doesn’t know where they’re going or what they’ll find when they get there, but he’s driven by something beyond the pure animal will to survive.

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    Heebie Jeebies in the Permanent Period — 2 years ago

    WORTH CONSUMING!

    This novel is about what it’s like to be staring down the last third of your life when you’re an upper-middle class, white, male American living on the east coast. You might be thinking that’s a crowded piece of real estate, what with Philip Roth’s Everyman and other works. Ford defends the property well and has a lot to say. My one complaint with the book is that he takes more room than he needs to say it. It’s a thick book, and some parts move pretty slowly.

    The book takes place over a busy Thanksgiving holiday in 2000. The millenium and the undecided presidential election complements the precarious tone of Bascomb’s life. In the months preceding the novel’s setting, his otherwise happy and loving wife has left him for a long-lost and presumed dead former husband, he’s been diagnosed and treated for prostate cancer, his one realty associate has been mulling plans to Bascomb’s agency, he’s locked in a cold war with his neighbors and he’s had worrisome relations with his first wife and his adult son and daughter. Add to this his unresolved grief over the death, years ago, of his oldest son.

    Ford is a master of creating all of these underground rivers in a character who relishes tranquility. Over the course of the book, these rivers collide and spring up to flood the lay of the land and wash away his emotional bulkheads. Frank tries to keep it on cruise control, but Ford torments the guy like a greek god and forces him to break down and see his own-our own-desperation.


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