Classics Considered

This year's reading is off to a good start, not so much in terms of speed (work and other activities have put the brakes on that) but in terms of content.  I've just finished G. K. Chesterton's Heretics , a light book for heavy hearts of little-'o' orthodox Christians who happen to be classic literature nerds.  Since I fall under that category, I found Heretics to be a bracing read and surprisingly relevant for the current times.  Chesterton is a hit-and-miss author for me; this book was definitely a "hit." George Bernard Shaw, Hilaire Belloc, and G. K. Chesterton. Heretics (1905) comes under one of my favorite niche genres - authors writing about other authors.  In this series of essays, Chesterton critiques such literary luminaries as Rudyard Kipling , H. G. Wells , and George Bernard Shaw, as well as others who have since fallen out of readership.  Imperialism, Nietzsche's Superman, human progress, and other topics of the day are covered he

Ah, January.  I always find this month to be dreary.  (Anything coming after a glorious Christmas break is bound to be dreary). My reading, as you might expect, has been somewhat sporadic and diverse, as I'm trying to escape the doldrums.  I don't have full reviews yet, just a scattering of thoughts...

  A snazzy red jacket, an evocative title, and glowing 5-star reviews.  (Let's not forget the cover blurbs by the CEOs of Microsoft and O'Reilly Media, amongst other prominent tech figures.)  I have to say, when I eagerly began reading AI Superpowers , I was a little nervous - would this book live up to its hype?