Einstein’s Dreams, Book Review by Josef Hodgkins

The writing in Einstein’s Dreams by Alan Lightman is pleasant, but pleasant writing is not enough to make a remarkable story.

This is a novel that claims to be an idea of what Albert Einstein may have been dreaming in the early 1900′s.  Each very short chapter discusses a new dream of a different world, such as a world with no future, or a world where people are immortal.  Apparently, each dream ties into Einstein’s physics in one way or another.  The author, Lightman, has a thorough understanding of physics and writing, as he teaches, or taught, both of these at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology (MIT).  I have no doubt the writer is a smart man, but the problem with this book is its haphazardness.  There is not much of a point.

There are no constant characters, each chapter (for the most part) is a different story, but it’s all written very much the same.  As I said earlier, the writing is pleasant, but without a strong plot or even a few characters to fall back on, the book is a bust.

Lightman is unsuccessful in his attempt to translate the dreams of a genius.  You may see many reviews on how this book is excellent.  They are false.  The only thing that was good about this book was that it’s very short.  I have a suspicion that the people who review this book, on online websites, are the one-book-per-year book readers, proud of having finished a book.  I know that sounds kind of harsh, but this book is one that should remain on the shelf.

To Einstein: I’m sorry this book uses your name.

The Catcher in the Rye, Book Review by Josef Hodgkins

Holden Caulfield, the book’s protagonist is a lonely, easily affected boy.  He’s like a thin leaf blowing in a powerful wind.

This is a story that spans about 3 days time, about a boy who has flunked out of school.  During these three, or so days, he gets into situations throughout the city of New York.  We read, firsthand, the thoughts of a very troubled young man, who alienates himself from most, if not all of society.  Starting in the next paragraph, I will discuss book specifics, so here is the SPOILER ALERT! for those who have yet to read this classic.

Again, from here on out I will discuss specifics of the book, so if you haven’t read it, stop reading this review.

This story is a very interesting magnification of a few, eventful days of the life of Holden Caulfield.  As stated, he’s flunked out of school (all but his English class).  He’s afraid to go home (because he would prefer the school’s letter to break the news to his parents before he arrives).  He thinks if he goes home, and tells his parents he’s flunked out (before the letter arrives), he will be in unending trouble.  If his parents have at least a day to ponder it, he thinks, maybe they will be lighter on him.  Isn’t this a familiar fear for all of us who were once teenagers?  Remember we used to be SO afraid of our parents, not knowing, all they ever wanted was our safety, and happiness?

Anyway, Holden gets himself into some trouble during the days he’s waiting to go home.  It is my belief that all of his problems (throughout the book) are directly related to his lack of sleep.  I think he may have only had 3-5 hours throughout the book.  Toward the end of the book, he even wakes up with Mr. Antolini caressing his hair, as he was trying to sleep on the couch (as a guest).  That was creepy!  So, what I’m driving at is that first he had very little sleep, second, his sleep was often interrupted, and lastly there was no quality to it.

It is my diagnosis that if Holden had his rest, there would be no Catcher in the Rye.  This goes to show the importance of taking care of yourself.  Holden does not know how to take care of himself.  Also, he’s very critical of almost everybody else, perhaps besides his little sister, his brother D.B., and his dead brother Allie.  Holden could find a problem with just about everyone else in his life.

Do I think J.D. Salinger was successful in his attempt here?  Yes.  I do only give the book 4/5 stars, but I think Salinger is very effective.  I believe Salinger wanted to portray a young, troubled prep-school boy, who has a nerve-racking adventure, over the few days after he left school.  As the reader, Salinger was able to make me feel nervous for Holden.  The kind of nervousness I felt was somewhat horrifying.  Even thinking about Holden’s escapades, right this very second, my heart jumps into my throat.

This is why the book is a classic.  It is so, because when an author can make you feel while reading, he’s a great author.  When an author can make you feel when thinking about a book, after it’s been read, he’s a magician.  I highly recommend the Catcher in the Rye for all who have not read it.  It is not a difficult read.  I got a little tired of the way Holden spoke (the words he used) so I won’t read it again.  In fact, that’s why it gets a 4/5 from me.  But it is a “must read at least once in your lifetime” book.

 

To Holden:

Cheer up kid, it isn’t so bad.

 

To Salinger:

You make me nervous.

Cycling 34 Miles, in Tour de Cure by Josef Hodgkins

I just got back from Massachusetts’ North Shore (American Diabetes Association) Tour de Cure.  This was a charity event, with the purpose of raising money to try to find a cure for diabetes.  Thankfully, I don’t have the disease, but many of the people at the Tour did.  I don’t want to write so much about the fundraising, and the actual purpose of the event, I want to discuss what I learned about cycling, after having been out on this 34 mile trek.

One of the most important things in being a successful road cyclist, is strength with the mental game.  Yes, being in shape, physically, is helpful for finishing tours, or races, strong.  But knowing how and when to shift, being more aerodynamic, how to work off of someone else’s peddling (or wind they create), how and when to refuel, when to push it and when to recover, understanding your bike’s mechanics, and other mental necessities, is most important in cycling success. You must always know what you’re up against by seeing the road ahead of you all the time. This will allow you to successfully shift, in order to take advantage of a decent or flats, as well as to prepare for a climb.

I also learned today that it’s better riding with others.  If you’re dragging, but you like the pace of the person just ahead of you, you can coast in the wind tunnel their body, and their work provides.  It offers you a break. Obviously eating right and drinking plenty will help you do well, and I highly recommend bananas, and Gatorade.  Those are two of the most important foodstuffs to ensure a good ride.  So as you can see, cycling is a mental game.

It’s important to train, so physically things don’t seem overwhelming (on race or tour day), but we must, as cyclists lead ourselves strongly with that gray matter we have.

I’m well prepared for the Bike Virginia Tour, starting in June.

Home, Sweet Home by Josef Hodgkins

Mount Vernon

Why do I post a picture of Washington’s Mount Vernon, with a blog entitled “Home, Sweet Home?”  Is it because I’m going to discuss this incredible place, the history and the beauty?  No.  I want to talk about a present situation in my life, and Mount Vernon is an image that embodies all that America is, and can be.

I recently earned the opportunity to teach English in Ecuador, but I’ve decided against it.  Don’t get me wrong, Ecuador is a beautiful country, and from my research, a pioneering nation.  The people are friendly, the political ideas are solid, the current president is beloved, and it’s one of the most geographically beautiful countries in existence.  I chose America over Ecuador, however.

I would have lived a higher end lifestyle there, especially in comparison to how I would in almost any state in the Union.  My money there, would be much more valuable than it is here.  But that’s not good enough.  I have a love for my country, so passionate, that I often wonder why on earth I’d ever want to leave its borders.  Everything I need, is here.  American people are here.  The best country in the world, is here.

I often think it might be interesting to live as an expatriate in many other countries.  But I keep coming back to “everything I need is right here.”  The thing is, if you are able to find peace in your heart and in your mind … there is no reason to move around.  The world is at your fingertips.  I have been lucky enough to find this peace.  I travel the world through documentaries, books, movies, and television.

This does not mean I never want to visit anywhere else.  It simply means I am not searching for myself anywhere else.  I’m found.  I’m happy.  And I’m 32.  I’m in the loneliest decade of life, and I’m doing quite well.  I will travel however.  I love to travel.  I love learning of other cultures firsthand.  But I don’t have this “wanderlust” that seems to pervade everybody.  At least I don’t have the type that would cause me to pack up and move everything I know, to a place I don’t know.

So take one more look at the picture of Mount Vernon.  As an American, is there any other estate that can truly bring palpable warmth to your heart, and organized comfort to your soul?  I can’t think of any other type of home, or the understanding it embodies, throughout the world (in China, Thailand, Russia, Australia, France, etc.) that can comfort me in the way Mount Vernon does.  I can’t think of any other country that can make me feel more welcome than America does.

Book Review: The Great Gatsby, by Josef Hodgkins

Gatsby is a reformed man of innocence, crippling inner-solitude, and bona fide goodness.

Now without giving away the book to those who haven’t read it, I’m going to write vaguely, in the first couple of paragraphs.  At first glance of the book (and the hoopla surrounding the new film), we may consider Gatsby a man of everything.  We may think he’s a man of excess, and money.  He is, but that’s often mistakenly what people think the story is about.  I remember watching the King of Queens (a situational comedy), where the main character, Doug, believed “The Great Gatsby” was a magician, based on the name alone.  That’s clearly a joke, but it’s actually a good uneducated guess (for someone who hasn’t read it).

The main reasons I decided to read The Great Gatsby are because it has come into the limelight again because of Baz Luhrmann’s remake of a movie, and because I haven’t had the pleasure of reading it before.  I hope you enjoy my first review on this “52 weeks, 52 books tour” I’m completing.  Starting now, I will get into the story so right now is the spoiler alert!

Spoiler alert! The review begins in detail, here.  The book is well narrated by Nick Carraway.  Nick is a dedicated and loyal friend of Gatsby’s (and cousin to Daisy-Gatsby’s love interest), who only becomes his friend at the beginning of the book.  The book only spans the time of a few months.  Regardless, Nick becomes a friend everyone would want to have.  Even though he doesn’t usually approve of Gatsby, nor does he really fit in the same social circle, he eventually feels sorry for Gatsby.  He believes others take advantage of him, and they taint his bona fide good nature.  Nick is very relatable, for me, as he’s a common man, with limited means, but he’s well-rounded.  It’s a pleasure to have the book narrated from Nick’s point of view because of the above-mentioned reasons.

Gatsby is a man who was once a swindler.  He’s now rich, proper, and of a higher cloth.  He owns a grand house, a mansion, in West Egg (part of Long Island, NY), that lights up the little neighborhood with its massiveness and unending window light.  Nick happens to live in a little cottage, just to the side of Gatsby’s lawn.  Gatsby has parties, large and impersonal, very often.  It is as if he’s trying to fill some lonely void in his heart, by inviting anyone and everyone to these lavish gatherings at his mansion.  He has a motive for having these parties however.  He wants his past lover, Daisy, to come to the house, as he knows she lives just across the sound.  The story The Great Gatsby is a love story, in my opinion.  So if someone tries to tell you it’s main points are related to living in excess, or it’s about being rich, you can tell them they’re wrong.  It’s a delicate love story.  Living in excess is a byproduct of the story’s soul, of love.  The sole reason for Gatsby’s existence in this book, and in his life is that he will one day be with Daisy again.

You see, he loved Daisy 5 years ago, and she loved him.  She’s now married to Tom Buchanan, and this is a hurdle for Gatsby.  He never sees it as a problem, because he’s so confident that he’s loved more by Daisy, than she ever loved Tom (if she loved Tom at all).

I will not go too deeply into the ending of the story but I will touch on some points.  There are other critical characters in this story of whom I won’t mention.  Gatsby gets so caught up in his love for Daisy that he blinds himself.

In the end, tragedy strikes West Egg, because of a fatal car accident.  Tom’s mistress, Mrs. Wilson frantically escapes the confinement of her apartment, running into the street, seeking help from the car driver.  Daisy drove straight through Mrs. Wilson tearing her to shreds.  Mr. Wilson starts an all out search for the hit and run driver.  There were even reports at the scene of a yellow car, being in the accident.  Jay Gatsby drives a yellow car.  Mr. Wilson eventually found this out.  In conclusion, Mr. Wilson shoots Gatsby, then himself, because he knows that it was Gatsby’s car that took his wife’s life (based on reports by witnesses).

Gatsby was a good man.  He was a very good man.  Perhaps he had some involvement in the fixing of the 1919 baseball World Series, but he’s been a focused person, pining for the love of Daisy for the past 5 years.  He knew she loved him, and he, her.  He also knew the kind of love they had would never fade.  Gatsby should not have died.  He was someone who welcomed everyone, and just wanted love, like everyone.  He had straightened out his life only to have it broken, in the end.  He died at too young of an age.  I guess that lyric is true; “only the good die young.”

Fitzgerald writes a masterpiece here.  He’s able to portray his characters clearly and distinctively.  The main character is Nick Carraway (the narrator).  “The Great” Gatsby is sadly put to rest in this story of love, loneliness, and ultimately hate, that culminates into an ending of melancholy.  Regardless of the sad feeling this book leaves its readers in, it’s written well throughout.  I recommend the book if only for its precise, and educated writing.  Readers will gain a better understanding of the complexities of the English language through Fitzgerald’s writing, and be better readers (and writers) for it.  When you feel smarter after having read a book, it’s a good book.  The moment an author makes you feel less intelligent is the time you toss the book.  This book will increase your English sharpness, and at the same time, give you a classic story to munch on.  Read this book!  Preferably, read it before watching any of the movie remakes.

Check back every Sunday, on the literature and reviews section of my blog for a new book review, every Sunday!  These reviews will solely be mine, and based only upon my reading of the week’s book.

 

Week one book: The Great Gatsby

On deck:  The Catcher in the Rye

Review of Written Play: Crimes of the Heart, by Josef Hodgkins

A Play by Beth Henley

This is a story about sisters.  Each of the three sisters in this play commits a crime.  The major criminal of the story is Babe, who shoots her husband.  The other two sisters Lenny and Meg, commit crimes upon themselves.  Lenny ignores her own needs, while having a psychologically sordid history of caring for her “granddaddy.”  The caring causes self-neglect, and Lenny would never be aware of that if it weren’t for her sisters pointing this out.  Meg’s crime is more common, but remains a crime, because she’s hurting not only others with it, she hurts herself.  She lies to “granddaddy” about her non-existent success, smokes, and lives carelessly.

This is a short play.  It’s an important piece of contemporary writing, however, in that it magnifies wrongdoing, under the guise of these sisters gathering in support of Babe (and her criminal act).  There are several different “crimes” committed, as outlined in the previous paragraph, crimes in which we can all relate.  Many of us can relate to each of the sisters, at any given time in this play.

I give this play two-thumbs up, because it’s short, and it stirs up some pretty interesting ideas.  I recommend Crimes of the Heart, because I know you, like I was, will be entertained, and all the wiser for reading it.

I used to work as a nurse … by Josef Hodgkins

There was one guy I can’t forget, from when I worked as a nurse.  He was lost in his own world.  He was not in Oakland, CA with me, and the rest of his healthcare team.  He was unable to communicate, and when he tried, his speech was unintelligible, and often abusively profane.

He was mean to everyone.  He even tried to strike many nurses, and was successful, at times.  I liked him anyway, as a person, because I knew he suffered, deeply, with mental illness.  I want to dedicate this short post to him, in honor of his personhood.

He was one of only a very few, of hundreds who had ever been under my care, who died.  I don’t recall his name, but if he can somehow read this now, from the afterlife, I bid him good tidings, and I want him to know something.

I know you were once a person of ability, dreams, and compassion, and those last moments at your bedside, I knew it then.  You were a good man, and I hope the other side is treating you kindly.

NY RideShare Program Bans Obese Riders by Josef Hodgkins

Are you kidding me?!  You can get the ABC News article HERE.  This is just another elitist idea, coming from an elitist city.  No offense New Yorkers, but at the top levels of some things in your city, you have some of the worst people.

The article cites that the main reason for banning obese riders (or those over 260lbs), is because the bike manufacturers claim that the bike weight limits are 260lbs.  OK, there’s some … just some reason to that, but it doesn’t excuse the overall act of banning.  If you can’t get a bike that fits someone over 260lbs, buy bigger bikes!  Don’t basically claim that people who are too “fat” are not welcome to use the service. As a cyclist, and a very large person, I am ashamed of the new NY RideShare program, because of this issue.  I have a lot of muscle.  Muscle weighs more than fat.  I have some fat.  Maybe this is why I cycle, to discard extra weight.  There is no reason to discriminate against someone like me, just because the bike’s don’t support the weight. That is a weak argument, from a weakening city.  New York, buck up, get bigger bikes, and live and let live.

Great “Life” Video, shared by Josef Hodgkins

This video I’m sharing is incredible!  It’s not only about cycling, it’s also about life.

Check it out HERE, and comment in the comment section below!

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