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Oct 21, 2015
Very Good Light
Currently this lamp sits by the Chromebook on my desk, it sheds enough light to allow me to easily see the keyboard of the computer without strain. Exactly as described with three level lighting.
Aug 24, 2006
In the beginning, it was gin and vodka, shaken...
1 of 1 found this helpful The early books of Ian Fleming were grim stories of the cold war where the USSR provided the bad guys and the thugs were docile Bulgars. Casino Royale is the first Bond book. The main villain is a calculating French man responsible for the funds of his Communist employers. Bond's job is to bankrupt the man at the Casino Royale. We meet several of the people who populate the series from CIA Agent Felix Leiter to the DuPonts (Not the Chemical DuPonts as Fleming always describes them, more about them later).
The book has bomb throwing bulagarians, a silenced gun disguised as a cane, and of course, it has the Vesper, "Three measures of Gordon's, one of vodka, half a measure of Kima Lillet. Shake it very well until it's ice cold...(p. 52)
We would expect Bond to bankrupt the target at the tables and he does with ease (with a wad of American supplied cash). Then the story gets exciting. Bond's contact, the lovely Vesper Lynd, is kidnapped, Bond gives chase, and wakes up after a crash tied to a bottomless chair. He is tortured with a carpet beater quite severely. (It seems quaint now with all of the techniques now in use in the 21st Century.)
Bond has lost! He is a beaten man.
A SMERSH killer intervenes to punish the villian for embezzling the cash in the first place, Bond recuperates, he decides to retire from the service, marry Vesper, and be out of the game.
However, Fleming decided to keep Bond in the Game. Several cruel strokes of later, Bond and his .25 caliber Beretta in a customized shoulder holster live on to fight another day.
Quick Notes: It is Mr DuPont who feeds him the best meal Bond ever had in a Miami restaraunt and introduces him to Auric Goldfinger...
Bond kept the skeleton grip Beretta till "Dr No" when Armourer tells M, "Ladies' gun, sir." No self respecting spy would carry a .25 caliber Beretta as a primary weapon in a trick holster designed to pop open like a clam. Thus the more practical Walther PPK in .32 caliber.
Mar 07, 2008
True enough, Al is not a 'big' or 'fat' idiot....
The first side of the tape which includes an imaginary series of letters between Jean Kirkpatrick, Al Franken, and the New York Times Book Review editors, is a killer piece of humor. Then the monologue goes on to high light a good number of personal flaws in both the narrator and the subject. Fairly funny if one is not a dittohead. Clever, but not insightful.
The second side is about Franken's growth in political affairs is interesting, but not overly entertaining. It sounded like filler to bulk up the book for the publisher to bring it up to size to justify the cost. My lack of definitive statements reflect the character of the tape which is far from a definitive look at Rush and his followers.