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Started by Syt, March 16, 2009, 01:52:42 AM

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Agelastus

 :)

My copy of Kaigun arrived today.
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The Brain

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Quote from: 11B4V on May 25, 2021, 09:03:24 AM
And so it begins. The first arrivals. Rules of the Game and Kiagan are inbound.


Ah, "captial" ships. At least the start and end years make more sense than Paradox titles.
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grumbler

Quote from: Agelastus on May 25, 2021, 09:11:10 AM
:)

My copy of Kaigun arrived today.

When I looked up Kaigun to link it on Amazon, I discovered that Amazon had one hardcover copy of Mark Peattie's Sunburst, his sort-of sequel to Kaigun (about 70% of it is the four chapters they had to pull from Kaigun because Kaigun was getting too large) available at list price.  That book has been out of print in hardback for years, and is pretty pricey on the used book circuit.  I have no idea why they suddenly got the one copy, but they didn't have it for long!  :P
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Maladict

Quote from: The Brain on May 25, 2021, 10:18:32 AM
At least the start and end years make more sense than Paradox titles.

Pre-dreadnoughts 2019-2039 sounds fascinating.

Agelastus

Quote from: grumbler on May 25, 2021, 11:01:43 AM
Quote from: Agelastus on May 25, 2021, 09:11:10 AM
:)

My copy of Kaigun arrived today.

When I looked up Kaigun to link it on Amazon, I discovered that Amazon had one hardcover copy of Mark Peattie's Sunburst, his sort-of sequel to Kaigun (about 70% of it is the four chapters they had to pull from Kaigun because Kaigun was getting too large) available at list price.  That book has been out of print in hardback for years, and is pretty pricey on the used book circuit.  I have no idea why they suddenly got the one copy, but they didn't have it for long!  :P

I'm a little bothered that I got to the second paragraph of the introduction of Kaigun and spotted a factual error (at least in the paperback edition I have.)
"Come grow old with me
The Best is yet to be
The last of life for which the first was made."

Sheilbh

Looking forward to reading this - and I'm sure it'll be very much up Languish's street :lol:
QuoteCivilisations by Laurent Binet review – counterfactual hi-jinks
What if the Incas had invaded Europe? Flights of fancy reimagine a 16th century that never happened
Sam Leith
Thu 29 Apr 2021 12.00 BST

French author Laurent Binet is preoccupied with real-life events, AKA history, and how we tell it. There was the fretful meticulousness of his debut HHhH, a "nonfiction novel" about the assassination of Nazi chief Reinhard Heydrich; then The 7th Function of Language, a metafictional thriller about Roland Barthes and his fatal encounter with a laundry van.

Now, still not content just to make up some imaginary characters and have them interact, he presents something that reads more like a collection of primary sources than a conventional novel. What to call it? A historical systems novel, preoccupied with the roots of great power conflict, and the historical forces that underpin it? Or just a jeu d'esprit? It's a bit of both, and it's tremendous fun.

Each of Civilisations' four parts poses as a historical document, and the main story runs for most of a 16th century that never happened – from when a ragtag Inca expeditionary force, fleeing civil war in South America, makes landfall in Lisbon, to the years after the Battle of Lepanto (which is, spoiler alert, fought between different forces than the real one).[

The groundwork for this flight of counterfactual speculation is laid in the first two sections. First up is a spoof Norse saga, describing how Vikings not only made it to Vinlandia, the coast of North America, but as far south as what is now Panama. Erik the Red's daughter Freydis (whose party trick of beating her breast with a sword is faithfully entered into the record) befriended the local skraelings – as the Vikings called Native Americans – and, crucially, introduced them to two technologies: horses and iron. (She also set them on the painful road to herd immunity to Old World diseases.)

Accordingly, things go the worse for Christopher Columbus when he shows up. The second section consists of fragments from his comically pious journals. He annoys the locals by abducting their people ("I assured him that it was for their salvation that we had taken those people") and in due course gets his European posterior kicked. He ends his abject days as a captive court jester in what's now Cuba. After Columbus fails to return, the Spanish court loses its appetite for exploratory expeditions westwards.

But it's on Columbus's old ships that, half a generation later, Atahualpa, known to us as the last Inca emperor, sets off for Europe – as described in the main section, entitled "The Chronicles of Atahualpa". On arrival, he is no less perplexed by the shaven-headed locals, with their weird cult of the "nailed god", than Columbus was by the feathered head-dresses on the other side of the pond. Though the Incas are no strangers to human sacrifice, Atahualpa takes one look at the Inquisition burning heretics and wonders if these "Levantines" don't go a bit far. He has his doubts, too, about the "little white llamas" – sheep – that the locals let run around everywhere. He's mightily taken by the "black drink" that the monks make, though.

Through low cunning, high diplomacy and the occasional application of brute force, Atahualpa not only survives but prospers in the land that he dubs the "Fifth Quarter", playing squabbling European factions off against each other and in due course usurping the Holy Roman Emperor. Among the many nice touches here is that Atahualpa immediately sees the point of Machiavelli and takes much of the Florentine's advice to heart.

Various counterfactual shenanigans play out. Inca/European dynastic alliances are forged. Atahualpa wins hearts and minds by promulgating religious tolerance and a series of quasi-socialist land reforms that sound a great deal more appealing than what was actually on offer in Europe in the real 16th century. The Reformation happens, but not quite in the way you might expect – especially as regards the Church of England. And we meet Martin Luther, who, as the Chronicler drily remarks, "had a somewhat inflexible character, which, everyone agreed, was not improving with the passing of time". Binet has a lot of fun with existing history. We get Thomas More corresponding with Erasmus about Inca theology rather than Luther's articles, and the narrator drops little references to "the entirely misnamed Antoine the Good" or remarks, after introducing a second "The Magnanimous", that magnanimity was "a quality apparently very common among these princes".

Everything seems to be rosy, for a while. But then the bountiful supplies of gold from across the Ocean Sea dry up and a rival gang of South Americans, the Aztecs, appear – call it the Scramble for Burgundy – and make themselves disagreeable by massacring their enemies and ripping out their still-beating hearts, as Aztecs will tend to. Surface details may change, Binet seems to be reminding us, but imperial ambition is a historical constant.

The closing section nods to the novel's literary game-playing by following, in mock-heroic form, the travails of Miguel de Cervantes – who loses the use of his hand at Lepanto, as usual, but, in what I'm fairly sure is a departure from the historical course of events, ends up being Michel de Montaigne's lodger for a bit. That detail is splendidly in the spirit of this book, which you could see as a world-historical version of the parlour game where you assemble a fantasy dinner party from the past.

    Civilisations by Laurent Binet, translated by Sam Taylor, is published by Harvill Secker (£16.99). To order a copy go to guardianbookshop.com. Delivery charges may apply.
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Oexmelin

I am cautious. I loved HHhH. Found the 7th Function of Language unbearable.
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Sheilbh

:lol: I loved 7th Function of Language.

Haven't read HHhH yet, but it's on my pile.
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Habbaku

HHhH was great. So I guess I'm pre-ordering Civilisations.
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The Brain

Quote from: Agelastus on May 25, 2021, 06:11:19 PM
Quote from: grumbler on May 25, 2021, 11:01:43 AM
Quote from: Agelastus on May 25, 2021, 09:11:10 AM
:)

My copy of Kaigun arrived today.

When I looked up Kaigun to link it on Amazon, I discovered that Amazon had one hardcover copy of Mark Peattie's Sunburst, his sort-of sequel to Kaigun (about 70% of it is the four chapters they had to pull from Kaigun because Kaigun was getting too large) available at list price.  That book has been out of print in hardback for years, and is pretty pricey on the used book circuit.  I have no idea why they suddenly got the one copy, but they didn't have it for long!  :P

I'm a little bothered that I got to the second paragraph of the introduction of Kaigun and spotted a factual error (at least in the paperback edition I have.)

:yes: The Japanese navy will most definitely be that visually impressive again in the future.
Women want me. Men want to be with me.

grumbler

Bad news for naval history fans:  James Hornfischer, author of The Last Stand of the Tin Can Sailors, Neptune's Inferno, and Ship of Ghosts (among other works) has passed away at age 55. https://www.dignitymemorial.com/obituaries/austin-tx/james-hornfischer-10217895

I was always a bit irritated with his works because his excellent writing was marred by careless errors or an unskeptical belief in first-person accounts (when a quick bit of research would have shown them to be erroneous), but his books were always fun to read and good at putting you in the story.  I was rather surprised to discover that he was the agent for a lot of naval historians.

No word on cause of death.
The future is all around us, waiting, in moments of transition, to be born in moments of revelation. No one knows the shape of that future or where it will take us. We know only that it is always born in pain.   -G'Kar

Bayraktar!

Maladict

Quote from: grumbler on June 03, 2021, 09:49:30 AM
Bad news for naval history fans:  James Hornfischer, author of The Last Stand of the Tin Can Sailors, Neptune's Inferno, and Ship of Ghosts (among other works) has passed away at age 55. https://www.dignitymemorial.com/obituaries/austin-tx/james-hornfischer-10217895

I was always a bit irritated with his works because his excellent writing was marred by careless errors or an unskeptical belief in first-person accounts (when a quick bit of research would have shown them to be erroneous), but his books were always fun to read and good at putting you in the story.  I was rather surprised to discover that he was the agent for a lot of naval historians.

No word on cause of death.

It was cancer, at least that's what I read somewhere. RIP  :(

Gups

Talking of naval historians, anyone know how NAM Rodgers is getting on with his final book on the British Navy? I barely know my port from by starboard but thought that Command of the Ocean was fascinating.

The Brain

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grumbler

Quote from: Gups on June 04, 2021, 04:22:03 AM
Talking of naval historians, anyone know how NAM Rodgers is getting on with his final book on the British Navy? I barely know my port from by starboard but thought that Command of the Ocean was fascinating.

He's the George RR Martin of naval historians. The Price of Victory is apparently done and has been a year from publication for at least eight years.
The future is all around us, waiting, in moments of transition, to be born in moments of revelation. No one knows the shape of that future or where it will take us. We know only that it is always born in pain.   -G'Kar

Bayraktar!