A masterful work of reporting, and of great importance in understanding the rise of modern Islamic terrorism and its...
Osama bin Laden: part Robin Hood, part Che Guevara, part Saladin, part “religious pop star in a land hungering for inspirational role models,” and part Old Man of the Mountains, “whose votaries so intimidated Middle Eastern contemporaries that they were dubbed Assassins.”
So writes former Washington Post foreign correspondent Randal (After Such Knowledge, What Forgiveness?, 1997), who apologizes for not having been able to interview bin Laden personally. It wasn’t for lack of trying, says Randal; bin Laden even responded to one of his repeated requests for a meeting by asking who translated it—because, bin Laden added, the Arabic version was terrible. The response, Randal says, suggests bin Laden’s command of English (and, he adds, even hints that bin Laden has a sense of humor). Bin Laden has knowledge of many things, some not strictly in keeping with the strictures of fundamentalist Islam: “Not for him were Taliban prohibitions on such symbols of modernity as computers, television sets, audio- and videotapes, which were ritually draped by the religious police from trees as satanic works of the infidels.” Randal may not have met bin Laden, but he has talked with many who have known the 47-year-old Saudi demiroyal over the years, and he provides details that have not been widely circulated: bin Laden is, strictly speaking, illegitimate, which has complicated his relationship with his half-siblings, whom the king of Saudi Arabia effectively adopted after their father’s death. His austerity separated him early on from others in his cohort, for bin Laden has been involved in some form of militant Islam since at least the 1970s, when “he showed little interest in the pleasures and experimentation that rich Saudi children indulge in at home and abroad.” He has attracted a huge following, but bin Laden would not have become a fundamentalist hero had the CIA not been around: Saudi Prince Bandar remembers that Osama thanked him for “bringing the Americans to help us” in Afghanistan—adding, “At that time, I thought he couldn’t lead eight ducks across the street.”
A masterful work of reporting, and of great importance in understanding the rise of modern Islamic terrorism and its singular personification.Pub Date: Aug. 26, 2004
ISBN: 0-375-40901-7
Page Count: 336
Publisher: Knopf
Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: July 1, 2004
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For Howard Zinn, long-time civil rights and anti-war activist, history and ideology have a lot in common. Since he thinks that everything is in someone's interest, the historian—Zinn posits—has to figure out whose interests he or she is defining/defending/reconstructing (hence one of his previous books, The Politics of History). Zinn has no doubts about where he stands in this "people's history": "it is a history disrespectful of governments and respectful of people's movements of resistance." So what we get here, instead of the usual survey of wars, presidents, and institutions, is a survey of the usual rebellions, strikes, and protest movements. Zinn starts out by depicting the arrival of Columbus in North America from the standpoint of the Indians (which amounts to their standpoint as constructed from the observations of the Europeans); and, after easily establishing the cultural disharmony that ensued, he goes on to the importation of slaves into the colonies. Add the laborers and indentured servants that followed, plus women and later immigrants, and you have Zinn's amorphous constituency. To hear Zinn tell it, all anyone did in America at any time was to oppress or be oppressed; and so he obscures as much as his hated mainstream historical foes do—only in Zinn's case there is that absurd presumption that virtually everything that came to pass was the work of ruling-class planning: this amounts to one great indictment for conspiracy. Despite surface similarities, this is not a social history, since we get no sense of the fabric of life. Instead of negating the one-sided histories he detests, Zinn has merely reversed the image; the distortion remains.
Pub Date: Jan. 1, 1979
ISBN: 0061965588
Page Count: 772
Publisher: Harper & Row
Review Posted Online: May 26, 2012
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Jan. 1, 1979
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A moving meditation on mortality by a gifted writer whose dual perspectives of physician and patient provide a singular...
A neurosurgeon with a passion for literature tragically finds his perfect subject after his diagnosis of terminal lung cancer.
Writing isn’t brain surgery, but it’s rare when someone adept at the latter is also so accomplished at the former. Searching for meaning and purpose in his life, Kalanithi pursued a doctorate in literature and had felt certain that he wouldn’t enter the field of medicine, in which his father and other members of his family excelled. “But I couldn’t let go of the question,” he writes, after realizing that his goals “didn’t quite fit in an English department.” “Where did biology, morality, literature and philosophy intersect?” So he decided to set aside his doctoral dissertation and belatedly prepare for medical school, which “would allow me a chance to find answers that are not in books, to find a different sort of sublime, to forge relationships with the suffering, and to keep following the question of what makes human life meaningful, even in the face of death and decay.” The author’s empathy undoubtedly made him an exceptional doctor, and the precision of his prose—as well as the moral purpose underscoring it—suggests that he could have written a good book on any subject he chose. Part of what makes this book so essential is the fact that it was written under a death sentence following the diagnosis that upended his life, just as he was preparing to end his residency and attract offers at the top of his profession. Kalanithi learned he might have 10 years to live or perhaps five. Should he return to neurosurgery (he could and did), or should he write (he also did)? Should he and his wife have a baby? They did, eight months before he died, which was less than two years after the original diagnosis. “The fact of death is unsettling,” he understates. “Yet there is no other way to live.”
A moving meditation on mortality by a gifted writer whose dual perspectives of physician and patient provide a singular clarity.Pub Date: Jan. 19, 2016
ISBN: 978-0-8129-8840-6
Page Count: 248
Publisher: Random House
Review Posted Online: Sept. 29, 2015
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Oct. 15, 2015
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