Recommended by a friend. My gut reaction was that I wouldn’t get much from this book, and I’m sorry to say that I didn’t. I guess I’m just too jaded! I don’t disagree with anything that Morrie says, but the book had more of the surrounding drama and the actual message tends to get lost…
I had to struggle to get the context right while I was reading this book. He explicitly targets the liberal arts, and I was trying to apply his statements to engineering, and disagreeing with them. I get what Caplan is trying to say at an intellectual level. The amount of analysis that he’s done is amazing, and it’s instructive to see how different factors can be included and different impacts can be measured. There is a lot of unnecessary fluff in the U.S. curriculum, and in India, one could easily apply this logic to even regular engineering and other courses.
Ironically, things may change in India precisely because the education system is so bad! See my other posts on hiring and interviewing, and what TCS is (hopefully) doing right now.
This (of course?) reads like vignettes of episodic occurrences that are very loosely strung together in a supposed story, and it ends pretty abruptly. I didn’t have to work too hard to imagine Keillor speaking this as I was reading it. Beautiful, descriptive prose, brings back fond memories of NPR in California and living in St. Paul.
I’m pretty sure I haven’t read these books before but get the feeling that I’ve read something similar to Ciri moving through space and time. Oh well.
Always be scared if you’re the sidekick. Especially if one of the other sidekicks is stepping away from the stage…
Revisiting an old favorite…
A glass of tea; the moon;
The frogs croak in the weeds.
A bat wriggles down across Gold disk to silver reeds.
The distant light of lamps.
The whirr of winnowing grain.
The peace of loneliness.
The scent of imminent rain.
How is it even possible to create such worlds?
SciFi/fantasy makes for great reading when I’m overwhelmed with too much going on. And something like this is great to just sink into.
The resolution at the end is…. mindblowing! And of course, there can be no better way forward. This works even as a metaphor for life.
Beautifully written, and what an amazing story! And I finally understood what a hedge fund does.
I wish I had read this decades ago. But then, I probably wouldn’t appreciate it at that time.
This was something that we discussed at AlgoAsylum. Depressingly accurate!
The author is (was?) a writer for The New Yorker, and I picked this up more for studying her style of writing. Consider crafting statements such as this:
She has an apartment in Paris and a house in Beverly Hills, a room key in Manhattan, the story of Hollywood of the late sixties and seventies in her head, and no particular plans.
There is a beautiful structure to her articles, most end with a poignant, wistful, cliff-hanging quality that leaves the reader wanting more.
Much to learn…
I came across an amazing quote from this book, so picked it up. However, I’m putting it down after a couple of chapters. There was no coherent framework or logic, and what I read just came across as a series of disconnected platitudes. I suppose in a couple of hundred pages, one would accidentally come up with a few sentences that sound like deep philosophy…
I guess I’m being overly critical, but I’m going to stick with the stoics and the Gita.