I was curious why a man who played *ahead* of Terry Bradshaw at LSU would give up becoming a top seeded professional Quarterback to hunt ducks. I stil...moreI was curious why a man who played *ahead* of Terry Bradshaw at LSU would give up becoming a top seeded professional Quarterback to hunt ducks. I still don't understand it. But, how can I argue with success? Phil Roberston is the head of the Robertson family that most of America has gotten to know thanks to the success of the TV show 'Duck Dynasty.' He and his clan had a multi-million dollar enterprise long before the TV show. I find this amazing as their best skill sets are gun knowledge, being able to live off the land, field dress a deer and quoting scriptures--hardly the skills exhibited in the traditional executive boardroom, yet they have quite the 'corpporation' and have built a true economic dynasty. Whatever they are, they are best at being themsevles and expressing that southern spiced charm.
The other thing I don't understand is their long-ass biblical beards. Think ZZ Top bookended by beautiful blonds, with the men holdinig shotguns instead of guitars and and you got a standard Robertson family photo. I'd like to think that the Roberstons would welcome me at their dinner table, but I know they would give me worlds of grief for being a liberal city boy who spends too much time on questionable hobbies like console gaming and wastes his money to pay for a gym membership when nature doens't charge a dime for a good workout. But to each his own, and the Robertsons have definelty come into their own.
I miss the snap and verve that Anne Rice had when she wrote about Vampires, Witches and Body Snatchers. This series (Angel Time, Of Love and Evil), do...moreI miss the snap and verve that Anne Rice had when she wrote about Vampires, Witches and Body Snatchers. This series (Angel Time, Of Love and Evil), doesn't have the moral tension and flamboyant malice that have characterized her writing in the past. Anne converted to Christianity in 1998 and has stated that she won't write anything that is not dedicated to Him. Hence, the current series, which deals with angels and their appointed human protagonist.
While her conversion no longer allows her to explore themes not directly connected to her Savior, (No more Lestat de Lioncourt!) she hasn't become weak and sentimental, either. Consider her 2005 title, "Christ the Lord: Out of Egypt." A story told in Jesus' voice. The first-person narration is incredible and she has tension and drama in both scene and conversation on every page--proving you can write about total Goodness and still retain the tensions necessary to make fiction a page turning feast.
Unfortunately, this series is like Anne Rice Lite.
The scheduled maintenance is easy to perform without much initial start-up cost for tools. I have a modest garage-based work shop, (Workbench, vice gr...moreThe scheduled maintenance is easy to perform without much initial start-up cost for tools. I have a modest garage-based work shop, (Workbench, vice grip, electric drill, and a few common hand tools hanging on the peg board) and I have been able to perform almost all of the maintenance routines unassisted, right here at home. Although, a decent set of ratchets would facilitate greatly.
Whether you jut out, stand out, stick out, poke out, stick up, bristle up, shoot up, swell over, hang over or bend over (Severe, but fortunately rare) you will find a perfect maintenance routine for your Schnozzle, Honker, Gibbosity, Hump, Beak, Hooter, Bulb, Node,. . . I have removed 30 years off my Wafter and can now flair my nostrils like a tyke of 20.
Check out the chapter on "Chiseling the Dashing Profile." Stuart shows you how you can have that Gable-esque profile for less than the cost of the book! (less)
Charlie Croker is one pig-headed cracker from the old-South. Charlie raises horses, fearlessly handles snakes, shoots quail, runs his own fleet of jet...moreCharlie Croker is one pig-headed cracker from the old-South. Charlie raises horses, fearlessly handles snakes, shoots quail, runs his own fleet of jets, is married to a younger, beautiful woman, and is in general a good ole boy -- even owns an honest ta gawd plantation where all the helpin' folk are black.
Mr. Croker is also a man in prime need of a humbling experience. Charlie is a real estate developer and his most serious problems result from a wide-body ego coupled with backward planning: desire it, act on it--followed by--plan for it, pay for it.
Charlie becomes overextended on a real estate deal for a development that is largely a monument to himself, even named it "The Croker Concourse." This leads to a "workout session" at Planners Bank, where Charlie is given a most unpleasant reception. Wolfe describes the scene in vintage style, casting a rheumy eye on corporate America and its ugly military efficiency and total bottom line orientation. It is at this point where you will realize that you have come to like Charlie Croker, that you are pulling for this humus head from south of the gnat line, that Croker, raw and crude as he is, contains a genuine spirit and optimism that has been squelched in the rest of us.
Politics and money drive the entire story. Wolfe shows how saturated Americans are with these two Noble Truths. (Even Conrad-the-Stoic's actions, the character with the spiritual soul of this 787 page journey, were brought about by the frustrations of not being an economically viable member of society.) Wolfe's satire is as biting as a side ache, unfortunately, the truth running beneath the humor is a sobering one. This is the kind of book our grand kids will read and when they finish it, they will close the book and exclaim, "My god, were you people ever messed up!"
I especially liked the chapters dealing with Atlanta's black mayor. He is like an inverted Oreo, posing publicly as white for the money constituents from the wealthy white neighborhoods, and posing privately as black for the less economically powerful, but more numerous black voters. The tribal art collection ebbs and flows through his office in accordance with the political tide.
Wolfe brings the Mayor, Croker and Planners Bank together on an issue that threatens to explode the entire city in racial tension. Fareek Fanon, a black football star is accused of raping a white woman from one of Atlanta's most influential families. If Croker, (a former football great) speaks out on Fareek's behalf, maybe the mayor can help him with all his debts to Planners Bank? Maybe someone high up in Planners Bank will be owed a valuable gift in return for forgiving Crokers debt? And if the mayor quells the coming riots, maybe he can reclaim the straying voters and get reelected?
Everyone is itching and planning for the scratch, but greed and political chess playing enter the equation, creating a centrifugal force that sucks some characters into the melee and spins others off into ruin.
A Man in Full is ruthless and wicked writing from an author who portrays the face of American society with a magnifying glass held over the warts and moles. (less)