Originally I planned this post to be against refurbished establishments that keep the same smell as the old ones but then I went for a run and ended up with a runny nose and the closest thing resembling a tissue I had on me was my sleeve. Yes, I confess to wiping snots into my garments. I am so very mature.
I am also very much against racism.
I have truly tried to pick a different topic as I have already covered queues twice. I guess I really have issues with them.
I have also zero tolerance to questionable science and research. As if there wasn’t enough lies and deceiving already.
Oranges are not the only Fruit by Jeanette Winterson
This is a cute little book. Truthfully, I don’t really get the hype around it. I think I’m from the wrong generation. It is interesting that some things from the past resonate with you more than others. I understand that homosexuality especially put in contrast with religion back in the 60s was a completely different matter than it is now (or is it?) but I think we are so exposed to conflicts on a much larger scale that we have become numb and I think I might be desensitised to the individual struggles of Jeanette in this story.
The Fear Index by Robert Harris
Hmmm, mixed feelings on this one again. I liked the idea of artificial intelligence running a hedge fund and in the process evolving into a control freak without anyone realising what is happening – the ‘shot down plane’ and the ‘lift doors’ worked well in the book. But I thought the personal attacks on the A.I.’s creator a.k.a cannibal subplot was just weird.
I wish the story was explored in a wider environment and reduced around Dr Hoffman who I found to be very unlikable character. The potential was there but it stayed mostly untouched. I liked the conclusion though.