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Florina Raileanu florina_raileanu — Young adult fiction that I get to review! And, surprisingly, it was really freaking good.

Jorge Ivan jorgeivangarcesm — This is the first book I've ever read by Catherine Coulter and I only did so because she was on the (extensive) list of Recommends by Amazon. I thought it was... okay. I probably didn't pick the best book to start off with. Many of the characters are returning characters. I didn't start off with a good idea of their relationships but she did do a good job of linking them all in a way that is understandable. But there were so many characters and just an oddly intricate plotline that ended up wrapping up a little too neatly. What could have been a standard (but good) story of a woman suspected of killing her husband became this strange morass of spiritualism (the psychic kind), a possibly dead woman and an odd doppleganger. Otherwise, for me, she has the same problem Julie Garwood does: she uses too many words. She doesn't seem to know where to stop and she overdoes it. But she also has a problem all her own: the storyline was cold. The relationships between everyone seemed cold. There wasn't any chemistry between any of them, even the ones who supposedly fall so deeply for each other, they suddenly have sex in a stranger's home, in their exercise room. For me, that's probably the worst crime of this book: no chemistry. There's no blushing, no rush of blood, no sighs, no looks, nothing that translates to chemistry, to falling in love. There's no indication of WHY Julia and Cheney fall in love. All you hear are psychics who prattle off things like, "I see your auras. [Cheney's:] is calmer, more blue while [Julia's:] is more red, angrier. But where your auras merge and blend, Cheney's aura seems to calm Julia's down and creates a more seductive sense." or "I see that you and Cheney will have sex within the week" (which, nice and subtle, right?). It fails in the SHOW ME, DON'T TELL ME bit of entertainment. Am I going to try another book? Sure. I mean, I know Julie Garwood's books will make me angry but I keep reading. I figure it's part of my sunny, optimistic nature. ... no, seriously.

Jemma Watts jemmawatts — Picked this up for a few minutes in the bookstore and laughed out loud so many times, I felt conspicuous.

Björn Ischi bjoernischi — This is an extremely lucid exposition which examines and cuts through various inadequate 'definitions' of fascism. It looks at five stages of fascism proper - essentially, Italian and German - with each stage necessarily building on the preceding (though allowing for concurrence). Rather than what a manifesto or explicit project stated, Paxton looks at how fascism actually behaved during its rise to power, and at the vital contribution of (usually conservative) other parties, all in the context of specific national historical contours. He rejects the thesis that fascism developed 'naturally' either as the result of some peculiarity of certain nations or of a crisis of capitalism: he is adamant in insisting that choice was a crucial element. It is always of interest to me, about as non-historian as you can get, to become engaged with the methodologies and approaches of the likes of Paxton. Often, as here, I come away feeling that besides developing an understanding of the subject matter, I have also gained something at least towards developing my own way of approaching subjects. Paxton looks at many cases of fascism which 'failed'; that is, often they had the initial formation through ideology, even some political success but failed to take root, or insofar as they did, failed to win power. In his later section, he considers modern fascism, what I'd call the fascist impulse or pre-fascist or embryonic fascist. Certainly the vicious brutality of the Nazis is not confined to fascism, but in terms of whether a fascism 'proper' could arise again one would have to look at the political opportunities for taking root and taking power. A crisis in economic collapse would certainly offer the potential rejection for a perceived as weak liberalism, and an inadequate conservatism. Paxton considers the far right movements at street level in Europe mainly, how these are winked at by those far right political parties such as the British National Party, and how issues such as immigration are allowed onto the traditional political agenda with an increasingly populist appeal. Across Europe now, the far right is increasing at street level and parliamentary level. A common attack upon Islam and immigration does not predict fascism, although as a factor in a more than likely collapse of global order the future is bleak. Fascism could still, in Europe, make an attempt at popular appeal: until their fall-out last year Silvio Berlusconi's deputy,Gianfranco Fini, leader of Freedom and Future, had openly flirted with fascist ideas.