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The Bobbed-Haired Bandit is about a pair of poor newlyweds, Celia and Ed Cooney, who turned to armed robbery to better their lot, sriking terror in the hearts of Brooklyn grocers in 1924. The competitive New York City tabloid press turned the girl desperado into a media darling, an anti-heroine for the age - Jesse James, in a flapper dress.

The authors - both of whom are historians and "scholars of the media" - stumbled across the story by accident:

"Digging through yellowed clippings in a scrapbook at the New York State Library in Albany, we came across a criminal with an intriguing moniker: the Bobbed Haired Bandit. With so much type set on her behalf, she was hard to miss. There were hundreds of articles about her, none of them all true."

But these two fellows knew a good story when they saw one, and like me they have a fine appreciation for the rich vernacular of old journalism. They don't write headlines like these any more.

NEW GIRL BANDIT, A BLONDE,

HELPS KIDNAP TRUCKLOAD OF

SUGAR: TWITS CHAUFFEUR

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BEWARE THE BOBS

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DEPREDATIONS BY GIRL ROBBER

AND MAN COMPANION ROUSE

POLICE OFFICIALS TO ACTION

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FORGET SEX - SHOOT !

Now tell me the last time you saw a word like "depredation" in a headline. Or "twit" as a verb. I love it!

Now back to the story. So this young lady and her man go on a tear, robbing store after store, making the police "look like brass monkeys almost every time the sun went down," in the lady's own words. The journalists of New York gave her the front page day after day, while the crimes of other, more ordinary folk were "passed over unnoticed" (Brooklyn Eagle). The lady robber became a blank canvas, and journalists threw lots of ink on her.

The authors did something interesting with all these old clippings, using newspaper articles from elsewhere in the same papers to explore other themes in the life of the city at the time, from the impact of Prohibition, the changing roles of women, on down to the weather reports to flesh out the full story of the "naughty scamp," to try to explain why she became the media phenomenon she was.

Then, like the Younger Brothers before them, the Cooneys attempted a poorly planned daylight robbery, and it was their downfall. Though they tried to flee, they were caught and returned to New York for a triumphant homecoming.

It turns out the journalists liked her story a lot more before she had a name. Before she had a poor childhood. Before the truth of what she was negated a lot of the coverage of her crime spree. In an extraordinary editorial, the influential newspaperman Water Lippmann had this to say about Cecilia Cooney:

"For some months now we have been vastly entertained by the bobbed-haired bandit. Knowing nothing about her, we created a perfect story standardized according to the rules laid down by the movies and the short story magazines. The story had, as the press agents say, everything. It had a flapper and a bandit who baffled the police; it had sex and money, crime and mystery. And then yesterday we read in the probation officer's report the story of Cecilia Cooney's life. It was not the least bit entertaining...."



Even after she was caught, and, along with her husband, sentenced to prison, Mrs. Cooney continued to be a blank slate on which various parties wrote rants. But these biographers don't let the story spin off into a sidebar. The last couple of chapters tell the rest of the tale of the bandit and companion, and by that point, she's visible as a flesh and blood person through the headlines, a heart and mind in addition to a journalism phenomenon. As the authors remark --

"Reading these stories... not only tells us how certain individuals and specific events were understood at the time but also reveals how the past is remembered and reminds us how history is made... "the record" of the past is documented mostly by the commercial mass media, which subject the events to a filtering of fact and fancy based on standards of popularity and profitability. For what mattered most to the newspapers of New York City in the Twenties is the same thing that ... [matters to] book publishers of today: telling, and selling, a good story."

And ain't that a final truth.

Celia Cooney, most celebrated as the "Bobbed-Haired Bandit" of the Twenties, comes vividly to life in this scholarly yet entertaining exploration of her brief life of crime and celebrity, with emphasis on the celebrity. Both Celia's own recognition of her fame and the multifaceted interpretations of it by police, press, and the public make for fascinating reading. Her duel persona as the aspiring flapper and expectant mother who joins her husband on holdups to make ends meet makes for one of the more compelling crime stories of the Jazz Age. Her later life, concealing her criminal past while raising her sons who knew nothing of it, presents a striking contrast to the young lady bandit who publicly gloried in her exploits. The photos are equally intriguing and belie the image of the dangerous gunwoman, especially when tiny, harmless-looking Celia is standing alongside husband Ed. And there are plenty of absolutely classic old crime cartoons from New York newspapers. Alternately funny, shocking, touching, and harrowing, this is one of the best historical crime books I've read in a while.

The Bobbed Haired Bandit by Stephen Duncombe and Andrew Mattson tells the story of Celia and Ed Cooney in 1920s New York. Newlyweds and newly pregnant, Ed and Celia decide to rob some convenience stores to try and make a better life for themselves. Because Celia has bobbed hair, flapper style, the story of their robberies quickly grab the attention of the newspapers and soon the police. The Cooneys find that the stolen money doesn't last long and after a succession of several small hold-ups, flee to Florida only to be captured shortly after the death of their newborn daughter. The authors spend a great deal of time in the beginning of the book discussing the sociological implications of Celia's celebrity, but they can't seem to decide on what exactly the public's obsession with her meant. Much ink is also given to the personal histories of the cops chasing them, but they detract from the real story of Celia. Perhaps one of the most captivating details is that Celia's sons didn't find out about their mother until she had passed away. Celia Cooney was a woman of mystery to the papers in the 1920s and remained one in her life, even to her family. Now there's a story.

The 1920s was a decade when few major metropolitan newspapers didn't have National Enquirer style headlines every day. Renegade women were a fixture in these potboiler stories: Katherine Malm, a.k.a. the "Tiger Woman" and lethal flapper Wanda Stopa titillated Chicagoans, and in New York, a tough little laundress named Celia Cooney was determined to burst through the economic barrier between the Haves and the Have-Nots.

Stephen Duncombe and Andrew Mattson have written the type of book I love: an intelligent re-examination of a now-forgotten media sensation. Celia Cooney and her husband, Ed, embarked on a brazen robbery spree after money worries galvanized them out of anxiety and into action. That's the simplified version. Seen from a broader perspective, the Cooneys' crimes provided an impetus for politicians and the public to argue their views on touchy political and social issues, such as consumerism, attitudes toward the poor, and women's liberation. While telling the story of Ed and Celia Cooney, Duncombe and Mattson also expose the ambivalent feelings that the New York public of the 1920s had toward social progress and change.

The authors did an especially good job of capturing Celia's spunky personality, and showing how it kept her spirits up from her degraded childhood right into her feisty old age. Well done.

This book is a historically accurate, compassionate and insightful look at a fascinating couple who committed robberies in 1923-24. She was pregnant and fashionable and he was the mastermind. Together, they set both the Police Department and the population of NYC on their ears. They were fast, gutsy and a little desperate.

The real story to me is one of triumph over adversity. Not only did "the Bandit" overcome a tragic childhood to become a strong, compassionate, fiercely loyal and independent woman, but she became a tax-paying, law-abiding citizen after her jail time. After her husband's death, she raised two boys on her own through the Depression and World War 2. She is a wonderful example of how it is possible to move past our negative histories and ethical blunders.

I should know - she was my grandmother.

Eliade researched for this book, while staying with Surendranath Dasgupta in India, who was the formost scholar of indian philosophy and thelogy at his time. Eliade meticulously analyzed the indian scriptures and commentaries on sankhya and yoga and presents yoga as a huge, complex and precise system of practice and philosphy with the goal of kaivalyam (libration). This book is a lighthouse in the present time of publishing as much as the printing press can print.

This book is required reading for anyone determined to arrive at a realistic understanding of yoga and Hinduism. It illuminates the central doctrines and history of the thought, as well as providing the understanding for a multitude of sanscrit words which anyone committed to further study will find invaluable. For most, this book may be the pinnacle of their yogic study; for others, a great stepping stone.

Eliade is the greatest of the modern interpreters of myth and religious practice, and Shamanism, along with his Yoga: Immorality and Freedom, are his two most brilliant works. If you love the study of comparative religion any myth, you'll love this book. Bear in mind that these books are about what people believe and how they think about those beliefs. Eliade is a scholar, not a pseudo-mystic, so expect brilliant analysis and insights, not a how-to book on New Age levitation, hepatoscopy, and Oomantia (divination using egg whites!).

I have the Bollingen paperback third printing of the Second Edition of 1969. I have little doubt that they used the plates from that hardcover edition, so the text is identical. The edition of 1970 currently available is the same as the one I have except for a new cover. The original was in French, published in Paris in 1954. This edition is professionally translated by William R. Trask.

Eliade was a nearly legendary scholar of indefatigable energy, and so it is not surprising that this is the definitive single volume academic work on yoga in English (that I am aware of). George Feuerstein's coffee table sized The Yoga Tradition: Its History, Literature, Philosophy and Practice (1998) is a different sort of book, covering yoga from a more practical point of view, and is accessible to a general public. Eliade's book is aimed directly and just about exclusively at academicians. Furthermore, while Feuerstein is a practitioner as well as a scholar, Eliade makes no pretense of first hand experience. As he relates in the Forward, he is interested in the discovery and interpretation of yoga by the West. He wants to explain that in detail. His is a "comparatively full exposition of the theory and practices of yoga...[a] history of its forms, and...its place in Indian spirituality..." (p. xx) The qualifying "comparatively" is a bit of modesty on the part of Eliade. This book really is a "full exposition" (insofar as that is possible) including the ideas, symbolism and methods of yoga "as they are expressed in tantrism, in alchemy, in folklore, in the aboriginal devotion of India." (p. xxii)

The text, which includes lengthy chapters such as, "Yoga and Brahmanism," "Yoga Techniques in Buddhism," "Yoga and Tantrism," "Yoga and Alchemy," etc. runs for 362 dense pages. Sixty-six pages of notes follow, and then a most extensive and valuable bibliography. The Index itself is 47 pages long and concludes with a by-line(!), "Index by Bart Winer," which is only right considering the text was written and set before the age of computers.

This is not a book for practitioners of yoga but a book for students and scholars of the literature of yoga. It is a challenge to read and appreciate and only really accessible to those with some experience with the literature. There is probably no serious yoga book written in the past quarter century that fails to cite it.

This book was my first introduction to yoga in the late 1960's, when the author taught at the University of Chicago and I did graduate work in South Asian Studies. Many decades later, after yoga teacher's training, studies in Carl Jung's archetypal psychology, alchemy and dreamwork I still find it a valuable reference book. It's a good introduction for anyone interested in following the development of yoga theory and practice in India: the major traditions of Hinduism, Buddhism, and even aboriginal cultures. Eliade's discussion of the art and practice of Tantric ritual is still among the best I've seen; it clarifies an otherwise confusing topic for the Western reader. A classic not only for yoga teachers' libraries and academics, but recommended for anyone with an interest in what yoga's really about, and where it orginated.

What I remember about this book are its beginning and end. What it means to me is that, I suppose, whatever happens in the world, 'la-il Allah el il Allah', which is what one of the characters says in the beginning and the end. It means, 'there is no God but God'. (Allah is the Arabic name of God.) Profound acceptance.

....as an antidote to material insanity....one of those "vade mecums" to have always in your backpack as you are traveling the world...I found this in a used bookstore in the original "quokka" edition, misplaced it and found it AGAIN in another store in the same out of print edition....have never seen it in any other store since...the author leaves you with the impression of true devotion, that as an "outsider" he has fully surrendered to and mastered the Sufi tradition; in fact it is one of the few fictional works I have read to give off the "perfume of devotion"...this, my friends, is the real McCoy.
For the spiritually aware, to be ordered without delay.

If you feel lonely and desperate among the 'madding crowd'of the 'modern world' you shouldn't miss that masterpiece. (By the way: May I make a transcriptional correction regarding Herman Greenstein's review: More appropriate transcription of the quotation can be 'La ilahe ill'Allah' which approximately means 'There is no deity but Allah'...)

I read the Turkish translation of The Book of Strangers twenty years ago. It was translated by the prominent poet Ýsmet Ozel and it was a great chance for the Turkish readers.It was an exciting experience for the westernised Turkish intelligentia to read this marvellous story of spritual as well as cultural oddysey written by a westerner. I think it would be as much interesting for all eastern and middle eastern readers living in the western countries or studying in American/British/German/French universities.

I came across this book entirely by chance, and only picked it up because the back cover claimed that it was the "Sufi Siddhartha." Being already interested in Sufism, my curiosity was piqued. And once having read it, I felt compelled to read it again and again. This is no mere introduction to either Sufism or Islam in a purely intellectual sense, as is so common in Western books on the subject. Still less is it a "novel" intended to amuse. Rather, it is an allegory of one postmodern, Westernized individual's journey into the Islamic Tradition. As such, I found it to be just as powerful as some of the classic allegories and poems written by the great Sufi masters of the medieval period. The plot is very simple: the story is narrated by a young man who works in a University library at some point in the near future. He is appointed to head the library after the disappearance of its former keeper. In this time, libraries are no longer merely buildings which house books, but they have been reduced to processing stations in which computers select and digest materials for scholars and students in such a manner that nothing will distract them from their area of specialization. However, the narrator becomes curious, and begins trying to solve the mystery of the previous librarian's disappearance. He soon comes across the missing man's journal, which contains the story of his growing dissatisfaction with modern life and his interest in ancient mystical writings as a more genuine form of knowledge. Finally, not content to merely read about the mystics of old, the vanished librarian ends his journal by confessing that he is journeying to the "desert lands" in search of living mystics from whom he can learn. The narrator very soon decides to travel in his footsteps, and departs for an unnamed location (most likely North Africa) to see what he can find out. The rest of the story details his gradual journey, first into Islam, and then into Sufism (Islam's mystical heart), after which he changes irrevocably. The book is interesting not so much for its plot but, as in any good allegory, for the record of a man's thoughts as he undergoes an inner transformation.

While I have read many books on Islam and Sufism, I have not encountered another work quite like this one. Most books on Islam intended for Westerners pander to modern beliefs and prejudices, treating it either as a relic of the past requiring modernization or as a threatening political force. This book treats Islam not as an intellectual or historical abstraction, but rather details the thoughts of a man, initially utterly submerged in the lies and half-truths upon which modern Western society is based, as he abandons his prejudices and comes into contact with the genuine reality offered by spirituality.

A brief, biographical note on the author is warranted. Ian Dallas was a Scotsman who travelled to Morocco during the 1960s and became involved with the Shadhili Sufi Order of the highly respected Shaykh Al-'Arabi Ad-Darqawi. After reverting to Islam and studying with the Shaykh for several years (the same period during which he wrote "The Book of Strangers"), the Shaykh appointed Ian Dallas as his successor. To this day, Dallas continues to lead his Order as Shaykh Abdalqadir, and has written many books on the subject of Islam under this name (although he has written a few other works under his original name). Thus, Dallas was uniquely qualified to write this book as a record of how a Westerner can come to understand Islam from within, rather than as an outsider. As such, it is a unique bridge between the modern world of deceit and the timeless, Traditional world of the spirit. If you have any interest at all in Islam, Sufism or any spiritual Tradition as something to be experienced rather than as a mere intellectual abstraction, I highly recommend this book for you.

.... but I'm undoubtedly too late! Fully fleshed-out characters and compelling, overlapping themes - relationships, personal growth, and the dot-com bubble bursting in 2000. An exceptional read.

This book is simply fantastic. An awesome read. I would recommend it to anyone!

I thoroughly enjoyed this account of the dot.com world. The star of the book for me was the wondrous Sierra who is a former stripper hired into the firm for her obvious attributes. Endowed with more smarts than her resume might indicate, Sierra identifies the power behind the throne, Farouk Kharrazi, who has too much money and one wife too many. Sleeping your way to the top may not be the most ethical business practice, but Sierra uses what she knows best and does an end run around the manager Jonathan Scarver and his right hand man Brad Smith. Ultimately, "Boomtown" comes down to a question of values. No amount of money in the world brings peace of mind, although it can bring a nice luxury apartment in New York City. There is a bit of a high-tech comedy of manners as computer geek Steven Bluestein reads everybody's email and then creates a virus that sends their emails to everyone else. This spirals out of control as the virus spreads around the world, bringing in the FBI to investigate the origins of the hoax. Greg Williams does a wonderful job of painting this world and making us care about it. I kept picturing Marge Helgenberger from CSI playing Sierra in the movie version. Enjoy!

A highly enjoyable, engrossing read, "Boomtown" (not related to the excellent but short-lived NBC series of the same name) charmed and delighted me. Moving quickly through the New York dot.com landscape of the year of the bubble burst, Williams uses his own experience (including perhaps his undergraduate major) to write a story that kept me turning the pages from start to finish -- with great interest -- in one satisfying day.

The ensemble cast includes the functional (and, at times, dysfunctional) protagonist, Brad Smith, the PR vice president for a content-free start up. We never really learn or need to know what it is they are selling; this makes for a good parable about the entire dot.com mirage/mania. Smith provides the central point to the strange populace from his firm, including the duplicitous general manager, the former stripper turned PR assistant, the Middle Eastern investor, the oversexed personal assistant, and the nerdy tech guy. They are an interesting crew and Smith stumbles aimlessly, drunkenly for much of the novel before finding some light at the end of the dot.com tunnel, most of it from a fellow traveler who wants something quite different than what Smith seems to be seeking.

In a parallel world, Nicole Garrison, aspiring actress, leaves her unfaithful boyfriend, spurns a calculating but clueless Wall Street type, earns her big break, loses it, and...well, let's not give away the entire plot.

The crash of the greedy, paper-rich Internet employees of the end of the last century provides good fodder for a "Bright lights, big city" like romp through the bars, bedrooms and refurbished office space that makes New York such an interesting setting for the book, much better than any bone-dry Silicon Valley setting. The characters, perhaps based on Williams' own experiences in this era, may be a bit stereotypical, but they are fun to watch. Sort of like "Sex in the city," only with more realistic work schedules.

Williams provides some personal insight about the dot.com collapse, some philosophy about contemplation, and a beguiling, almost too quick close to the story. The story would make a great movie and the conclusion provides the lead-in to a possible sequel.

A great way to spend a hot summer day.

Boomtown is a great, fast-moving novel that takes place in New York City during the pre 9-11 dot-com bubble. New York City serves as a glittering backdrop for the very compelling characters, the delusional dot-com schemes ("it was another great week for Biz Dev"), and painfully fragile relationships. The characters are entirely believable, and I felt genuine sadness for many of them. They get swept up in something much larger than themselves, and soon find themselves and their beloved city caught up in a new cycle of "creative destructiveness", seeing relationships end, seeing dreams end, but still holding on. This book struck a deep chord with me, and I highly recommend it.

The poem is an old favorite. The illustrations fit the time of the work. My 5- and 3- year olds enjoyed it as well.

Casey at the Bat tells about mighty Casey and his missing 2 strikes - like messing up in life.

This is by far the best rendition/publication of this poem that I've ever seen. The combination of the real-life looking people, but have their legs look like pencils, is quite humerous. Our particular favorite is the smoke coming from Casey's ears when he has struck out twice. The pictures in this book greatly enhance the story. Especially when Casey is standing there examining his fingernails on the first strike. Pretty cute and funny stuff.

Grab this book for all the young ball players you know - it really tells a nice tale of always doing your best, no matter how good you get at whatever you do. It made my little guy pretty sad to read this book/poem, but it definitely opens the door to emphasizing the importance of always doing your best. Highly recommend!

Thayer's classic ballad, `Casey at the Bat,' is greatly enhanced by Patricia Polacco's brilliantly achieved, big-hearted illustrations. Ms. Polacco captures emotion, action, and character through wittily exaggerated, slightly loopy pictures, and through lots of uncrowded background shenanigans. It's very cinematic: She effectively isolates action through extreme close-ups, and extends time through a montage of events occurring within a single picture. Like the auteur she is, she even adds some opening and closing story elements (while leaving the poem intact) that augment the poem's appeal to the younger reader.

This book is simply great fun to read aloud; you'll find yourself wanting to memorize its evocative imagery and epic aspirations:

"Ten thousand eyes were on him as he rubbed his hands with dirt; Five thousand tongue applauded when he wiped them on his shirt. Then while the writhing pitcher ground the ball into his hip, Defiance flashed in Casey's eye, a sneer curled Casey's lip."

You and your youngsters will love the humor and the drama in this a classic rendition of Thayer's beloved poem. Infants and toddlers will enjoy the bright pictures, and all readers will appreciate the perfect teaming of Thayer and Polacco.

I thought this was a wonderful book. I enjoyed Thayers use of poetry to exrpress the emotion in the story. The language used in the text is of very high quality and when read by an adult to a child, the child is able to thourghly understand. The illustrations play an important role with the text. They not only enrich the text, but they tell a story in itself. We can feel the emotion of the players and the crowd through Polacco's work. Overall I thought this was a wonderful book and reccomend it to a child of any age.

This book has been one of my favorites in the Cheney Duvall books. I liked the way they stayed in Cheneys home town (New York) and how she help helped with the Cholera outbreak. It suprised me when she came down with it herself. But it had a good ending and is one of my favorites. I am excited to read the rest of the Cheney Duvall books.

I liked the book. I did not like how Cheney acted sometimes but in the end a near tragedy brings everyone closer than ever. It really is a heart felt book, I cried in it twice. I love the books and read each one in a day. Read about my page deicated to the series Cheney Duvall, http://www.angelfire.com/mo/blondgirl/cheney.html

I love this book! The Cheney Duvall, M.D. series has been a favorite of mine for quite some time now, and I have slowly but surely been building my own collection of the series and only have 2 books left out of the 11 in both series published. The third book in the first series sets the stage for Cheney and Shiloh's romance to start to re-build after the disaster in Arkansas. Filled with new characters as well as familiar ones, Lynn and Gilbert Morris bring the life of a young Christian woman to life in a way that allows the reader to connect and deepen their own faith. Enjoy!

I liked the book. I did not like how Cheney acted sometimes but in the end a near tragedy brings everyone closer than ever. It really is a heart felt book, I cried in it twice. I read your inquiry about the Cheney books on Amazon.com. I have read all but #5. I did not like #2 as much as the others. What do you think about Cheney and Shiloh's relationship? I love the books and read each one in a day. Read about my page deicated to the series Cheney Duvall, http://www.angelfire.com/mo/blondgirl/cheney.html

Cholera sweeps New York City and one of the most prestigeous doctors comes down with it. She gets through it and begins to search for a cure. A marvelous story about survival, love, and faith. Read it Now!!

As one of Mr. Turners people, I can tell you this book is true to the letter. Where are you now Glen. New England's Mr. Kelley and others want to say thank you . . 35 years later . .

After reading so much misinformation about Glen Turner, it was a pleasure to read something positive. In this very interesting book by Pullitzer prize winner John Frasca you will find the facts about Turner his companies Dare to Be Great and Koscot. You will also see the kindness in this man who ave away money to charities, even at times when he couldn't afford to.I came across this book by accident buut found that it was a worthwhile read. It appears as though Glen Turner was a man of class and dignity.

I came across this book alon with Dare to Be Great at a used bookstore and found both books rather interesting.It appears as though Frasca was hired to Expose Glenn Turner's companies Dare to Be Great and Koscot Interplanetary as an illegal pyramid scheme and expose Turner as a charlatan.Instead, Frasca after going inside Turners organization is so impressed that he writes this book turning Glenn W. Turner into a hero and exposing him as a charitable, caring man who was also an astute businessman and a promoter of PMA (Positive Mental Attitude)Turner would become "American of the Year" beating Art Linkletter among others and his companies broke all sales records in the 70's for MLM/Network Marketing.Even if you don't believe it, all of us can learn a thing or two about giving something back as Glenn W. Turner did; about having a burning desire to succeed that would not quit and about the power of Network Marketing-Glenn W. Turner style.Very inspiring and motivational. Great story about a great man-Glenn W. Turner.

The C in Con stands for confidence and what Glenn Turner was, was a man who believed more in people and in their potential than the people themselves did.

Koscot Interplanetary and Dare To Be Great were great companies that offered superior products and an unequaled (at that time) marketing plan for those who were willing to work.

I believe that the so called pyramid charges against Turner are overdone. The fact of the matter is that even today, 4 out of 5 people who get into network marketing fail. With Turners company, the numbers were lower becuase of the superior training i.e The Dare To Be Great Training program.

Interesting is that reps who worked the business had no problem with the company, Glenn Turner, Turner Enterprises, Dare To Be Great or Koscot Interplanetary. Many people created high incomes. Customers loved the cosmetic products offered via Koscot and the personal development programs delivered on their promises, for those who attended the seminars and followed through on the training.

For those of us who were familiar with Glenn W. Turner, Koscot Interplanetary, Dare To Be Great and network marketing (referred to as MLM back then) in general, not surprised at the prejudice, innuendo and mistatements that are still prevalent today. Glenn Turner may be the most famous case, but there are many more cases against network marketing companies even currently.

And what became of Glenn W. Turner? I did some research and found that he is alive and well in Orlando, Fl. Still active in n etwork marketing and still 'teachin and 'preachin a positive attitude. Despite all that has happened to Turner, he still won't quit (that's attitude), he says that he is "better not bitter" about the injustices done to him and as far as I am concerned, the world is a better place with him still actively involved.

A better question though is what happened to all who persecuted him? People who made a name for themselves, feathered their own nests, exploited Glenn Turner and his people for their own personal gain. I did some research on that too and here is what I found out:

1. A sitting President, for whose benefit $200,000 (in 1972 dollars) was demanded? Resigned in disgrace, accepted pardon for his crimes.

2. Two United States Attorneys General who were the cornerstone of the full onslaught of the awesome power of the federal government against Glenn Turner fell from grace, convicted. One served hard time in a federal penitentiary.

3. Lawyers, numbering nearly forty, who held key positions in the administration of the disgraced President, were convicted of crimes in connection with Watergate. Many were disbarred.

4. A number of state attorneys general, or officials of similiar rank, who targeted Turner for special attention resigned from office in disgrace or were convicted of crimes.

5. A district attorney who prompted a raid of one of Glenn Turners meetings, arrested and attempted to prosecute scores of Turner people, was himself arrested for racketeering and convicted and the last we heard, was facing five years hard time in the penitentiary.

6. The sheriff's chief deputy, who led an unnecessary raid on Turners building and held Turner employees captive for hours, was himself arrested for embezzling public funds, was convicted and facing years of h ard time in the penitentiary.

7. The flourishing careers of a number of prosecutors, who were prominent in the fight against Glenn Turner, withered after the battles and never achieved their original promise.

8. A number of elected officials, who garnered fame for their publicity-seeking actions against Glenn W. Turner, failed in their bid for higher office in election races that seemed assured.

9. A government official who tried to extort funds from Glenn W. Turner and was removed from office for this attempt. Later was disbarred for alleged misconduct with a clients funds and reportedly fled the country to avoid prosecution.

A biblical phrase says that you reap what you sow. Based on the above record, it appears that many presumed honorable high scale people indeed "reap what they sowed" and prooves that you do indeed get back what you give out. It prooves without question that there is indeed a higher power whose decisions and justice are not based on media bias and are eminently fair. It's a power that you can't run or hide from...

John Frasca was an investigative reporter, originally hired to investigate (RE: Expose) Glenn Turner.After investigating Turner and his organization, he was so impressed that he wrote this book praising Turner and his company and exposing the negative and inaccurate propaganda circulating about Glenn Turner at that time.Interested in the facts about Glenn Turner? Read this book.

John O'Hara wrote "A Rage to Live". Author Peter Wood lived the rage. It fueled his left hook to the finals of the New York Golden Gloves and is just as potent in his first-person prose, making his memoir, "Confessions of a Fighter, " a corrosive, unsparing, compelling read - a 213-page primal scream.

Mr. Wood is a muscular storyteller.

What Wood's books are screaming for is the prequel, revealing more about how he, exploding with anger, jumped into the ring to wrestle with phantoms, real and imagined. Confessions of a Fighter asks the yet unanswered question, "what drove this guy to the ring for redemption?"

Told with compassion and honest insight, such stories need a telling in this time of so much legitimate anger at leaders who are plundering time and resources that need be put to addressing the environmental catastrophe that is in process. The planet needs the care from us just as we need it from each other, if we are to survive. In the personal struggle for survival can be the roadmap for collective survival.

The powerlessness that so many of us feel in not seeing done what must be done is anger-making squared. A more extensive Wood narrative of his youth would be a microcosmic tale of similar frustration and futility, shedding greater light on what drove him to slam fists into the bodies of brothers. However violent, ironically it stands as an act of hope, a desire to break through. It is both a cautionary tale and a story of redemption, as the earlier books bear out. A would-be great trilogy, for sure.

Read the Wood books in print already with a broad eye toward a universality that embraces larger and very contemporary challenges from which none of us can escape. A ring we must all step into is beckoning. Come on, Wood, where's the prequel?

This is a great book about mood and atmosphere, a book for boxing junkies and spectators, a book about smelly gyms and tense suburban dining rooms, a great read for anyone who has suffered the ups and downs of adolescence and ached for the wonderful release of revenge. The prose is exacting and unexpected - witness the mood that liberates the author on the brink of the first round, when " [the bell rang and]..the icy snowball in the pit of my stomach burst and my mind floated away serenely, like a butterfly." Muhammad Ali's rhymes have been downgraded accordingly. The characters are drawn but never overdrawn. The fight preparations and realities are elaborated in painstaking detail. The reader learns the psychology of the boxers as well as their physical and tactical weaknesses and strengths. The protagonist is all but unique - not from "Hell's Kitchen" but from the seemingly well-protected middle class world of Robert Redford's "Ordinary People." This book surprises continuously, never allowing the reader to settle in comfortably, just like a good fight.

I enjoyed your book as it took me back 35 years to Buffano's gym, you had me fooled Pete, I thought you were a tough Jersey City street kid, well you fought like one anyway. Your book reminded me of being a part of the boxing family;it's funny how boxers can beat each other up, but at the same time share a brotherly bond. In your book you spoke of praying for yourself and your opponent, that it would be a good fight for the fans and that neither would get hurt. I prayed the same prayer before each of my fights. God always came through.
Keep punching,
Willy Capuano

Confessions of a Fighter: Battling Through the Golden Gloves is the autobiography of boxer Peter Wood, from his turbulent home life amid a stepfather who verbally abuses him and half-siblings who compound his misery, to his decision to literally start training to fight back in a crumbling local gym, to his astonishing ascent to the finals of the New York Golden Gloves Championships in 1971. A visceral, tell-it-like-it-is view of the rigors of training, the heart-stopping fear of losing a fight, and the moment of truth and clarity experienced before tens of thousands of riled-up spectators, Confessions of a Fighter is an absorbing read from cover to cover. Especially recommended for boxing fans, and also for anyone contemplating the long, hard, and painful road to fighting championships for themselves.

Cures For Heartbreak by Margo Rabb deals with the subject of loss throughout the novel, as its title may suggest. Set in 1991 in Queens, the story revolves around Mia, her sister Alex, and their father. Semi-biographical, the novel chronicles the family's grieving process when Mia's mother (Greta) is admitted to the hospital with a stomachache and dies twelve days later from advanced melanoma.

The most surprising thing about the novel is how vivid Rabb's imagery is throughout. Rabb's simple language and conversational tone make the story and characters come alive on the page. Mia's loss is palpable throughout her narration: "My father handed [the death certificate] to him and recounted the details about our mother--a sudden death, twelve days after the diagnosis; no, no one expected it he was sorry too. Forms were filled out. Then Manny invited us to view the coffins." Rather than sympathizing with Mia in an abstract way, readers are completely drawn into the story. It feels like the novel is describing the reader's personal experiences and talking about their own loss instead of the characters'.

Another dimension is added to the novel because Mia's family is Jewish, her mother arriving in the USA as a baby with her parents in 1939 before America closed its borders to refugee Jews. Rabb uses these close memories of World War Two and the Holocaust to examine Mia's loss in a larger context. The story is incredibly sad, obviously, but also beautiful. It's comforting to see the family try to move forward. Rabb's level of realism is amazing--I felt like I was reading stories from my own life, the details were that vivid.

This novel actually feels more like a series of inter-connected short stories. The plot moves through funeral preparations, friendship, an engagement, and another funeral as Mia's wayward family tries to reconfigure itself without Greta's grounding presence. And eventually the family does figure it out. When the novel ends it is clear that the situation is not ideal, can't be ideal, but that it does get easier to keep going. Because, as Rabb suggests, the most important thing is to keep going in the face of loss. Rather than stay with the grieving process, Rabb shows that losing someone is never the end of a relationship. It's just a reason to value memories even more.

I very much enjoyed Margo Rabb's earlier books, the Missing Person's series. So the moment Cures for Heartbreak was released, I ordered it. Having just finished the book, I have to say that I am very impressed by Rabb's new style. While her previous books were light, fun reads, Cures for Heartbreak really takes her writing to another level.
The book follows the lead character, 15-year-old Mia, through her first year following her mother's sudden death. Rabb does a fabulous job of addressing Mia's pain at the loss, while not romanticizing the character. The reader's heart goes out to Mia, not only because of her loss, but because she at times is self-critical for seeking superficial comfort to relieve her pain. Because Mia has such depth, Cures for Heartbreak has an honest tone rarely encountered in any literature, let alone in teen literature. I highly recommend this book to readers of any age.

No matter what issue you might be reading about in a YA book --- pregnancy, drugs, depression --- the one point that comes up time and again is this: there are no easy answers. Ever. There are viewpoints, there are arguments, but few come without hard-earned discussion and none can ever hold the final word. To put it plainly, life is never that simple. And, arguably, the most complex of these issues, a concept that is no stranger to the genre, is the most debatable in terms of how one addresses it: death. Even with the seeming inability to construct a definitive, proactive response to death, writers continue to offer meditations on how it can be approached. Some even come very, very close to what one can only suspect is the truth.

In CURES FOR HEARTBREAK, Margo Rabb introduces us to 15-year-old Mia Perlman, whose mother dies 12 days after being diagnosed with melanoma. In her efforts to cope with the aftermath and learn new ways to relate to her older sister, Alex, and her father, Mia begins to reconstruct her own life through a review of her mother's past and a careful study of Mia's present life. In dealing with her grief, Mia confronts fears of her own mortality, the shifting paradigm of life with just her father, and her own forays into love (all with mixed results).

What makes Mia's heartbreak hit home is the skill with which Rabb paints a complete portrait of bereavement. Where some books rely on presenting a protagonist who dwells on the loss of someone wholly wonderful, Rabb chooses to explore the more complex path to healing, one not drenched in sappy sentimentality but rather an assault of all knowledge of the person who is lost. We see not only Mia's sadness at losing a confidant and nurturer but also her less happy memories of her mother: an unconfirmed marital indiscretion, suspected hypochondria, surliness and melancholy.

More importantly, Rabb concentrates not on the brooding and self-pity that can often permeate this type of novel but on an examination of death's antithesis --- love --- as it touches the lives of her father, her mother and even Mia herself. As a result, each chapter collides and colludes to offer both the familiar and the uncharted with humorous and touching detail, breaking and mending the reader's heart in turns.

CURES FOR HEARTBREAK tells it like it is --- there is no comprehensive, sure way out of loss. There is only a drive to comprehend how that loss fits into our lives --- past, present and future --- and our efforts (experimental, at best) to accommodate these new rules into who we are. And as bleak as that can often seem, Rabb assures us with the authority of someone who's been there that as hopeless as the endeavor can feel, a "cure" can present itself in the most unexpected but wonderful way.

--- Reviewed by Brian Farrey

Cures for Heartbreak is about how 15-year-old Mia Pearlman copes with her mother's sudden death from melanoma, and her father's subsequent hospitalization for heart problems. Which might make you think that it's a sad or depressing book. But it isn't. Cures for Heartbreak is funny and compelling, with a heady mix of the philosophical and the absurd. Sure, it's about Mia's grief, and guilt, and the hole that her mother's absence leaves in her life. But it's also about her quest to fall in love, her father's unexpected means of coping, and her sister's escape into academia. It's about finding a best friend, wearing too much makeup, and eating vast quantities of junk food. The lighter aspects of the story provide leavening for the darker subjects.

Margo Rabb's writing is both eloquent and moving. She drops clever observations and brilliant turns of phrase like little gifts for the reader. But at the same time, she's not afraid to write about what really matters. You can tell, even without the explanatory afterword, that she actually experienced the emotions that she describes. There's a level of emotional honesty here that can't be faked. Here is an example that shows Mia's grief:

"I couldn't stop crying. I knew it was the wrong time to cry publicly now, so late for my mother's death, so prematurely for my father's. What no one ever tells you is that people don't die all at once, but again and again in waves, before their deaths and after. ... I kept crying until my sister put her arms around me, my fallen eyelashes folded inside a crumpled tissue, and said "Come on," and took me to the cafeteria to eat."

And here is a small example of Margo Rabb's poetic eloquence:

"Businessmen marched up Fifth like a gray tweed parade; we strode to the bakery and gazed at the pastries rising like a hundred half-moons in the window."

I think that, among other things, this book is about is how the major wounds that people sustain are passed from generation to generation. Mia's Jewish mother was a baby when she left Europe just before the Holocaust. But she (the mother) was still scarred by it, by the empty branches in her family tree, and by the impact of the genocide on her parents, who never hugged her. She in turn caused grief for Mia, and Mia's father, through her own insecurities (though she unquestionably loved her daughter). Traumatic events leave long shadows.

I think that Margo Rabb is incredibly brave, to be able to share her feelings about the loss of her parents through this novel. Anyone who has ever suffered a loss will be able to relate to Mia's inappropriate laughter, bouts of tears, and attachment to everything that her mother ever touched. The magic is that the book ends with a sense of hope.

So what are the cures for heartbreak? For Mia, they include shopping, eating junk food, finding a best friend, and looking for love (because "A crush removed the world, at least for a little while"). But I think that what Margo Rabb is showing here is that the real cure for heartbreak is to live your life to the fullest, even though the grief from the loss of a parent will never entirely go away. Highly recommended.

A slightly longer version of this book review was originally published on my blog, Jen Robinson's Book Page, on February 25, 2007.

CURES FOR HEARTBREAK reads more like a series of interconnected short stories than a novel, but the format works. It gives the readers brief, poignant glimpses into the life of its narrator, Mia, during the first year after her mother's sudden death. Told with both humor and painful rawness, the novel should resonate with those who have experienced a loss, and make those who haven't feel almost as if they've been there, too.

What makes the disjointed structure work better than anything else is the many well-developed characters. Each chapter focuses on Mia's relationships with those around her: her father, her older sister, her friends and teachers at school, the people she meets at the hospital, and her memories of her mother. Every character is fleshed out on the page, with distinctive voices and quirks, so even in the short glimpses readers get, they get a clear picture of the relationships and how Mia is starting to get back to "normal" life among them.

Mia's voice is equally important in making the novel work. Where it could have been flat-out depressing and perhaps overwhelming, her sarcastic comments and comic approaches to certain situations (for example, she images the funeral home as a morbid Broadway musical) break the sadness, while also making the tragedy seem all that much worse in its absurdity. Wavering between jadedness and insecurity, Mia comes across as fully human, too old to be a kid any more but too young to know how to be an adult. Teen readers should find her an easy character to sympathize with, and an entertaining narrator for the journey.

CURES FOR HEARTBREAK is not an easy read, simply because of the subject matter and the depth with which it is portrayed. But the humor and the engaging characters will draw readers in, and Mia's progress through mourning will keep them reading, wondering how she will reshape her life after this unexpected turn. She makes mistakes, and struggles with her emotions and fears, but she grows and learns as well. And in the end, there's more hope than sorrow.

Reviewed by: Lynn Crow

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A great read filled with colorful illustrations & all the usual excitement you'd expect to find in a troll adventure. Of course, there is also a beautiful princess to be rescued. I don't know why Amazon lists the reading level as "baby, pre-school"!!! No baby or pre-schooler would sit through the first page. Maybe the illustrations would interest that group, but the amount of reading is far too lengthy. As a "read alone" book, I would say it is best suited for grades 3 and up.

As someone who is trying to cultivate a love of literature AND a lengthy attention span in my homeschooled children, I *did* purchase this for my pre-schooler and he sat happily through the entire book (3 evenings worth of reading for us). The d'Aulaire illustrations were, as always, engaging, soft, and encouraging to the child's imagination. Detailed without taking over the telling of the tales. Basically, it covered all of my criteria to be purchased: well written and if it has illustrations they need to be worthy of the story and worth looking at.

The down side to this book is that it is in some ways a long treatise on trolls that happens to include some stories as examples. This means that your child ends the book having been exposed to a lot of the folk beliefs of Scandinavian trolls, with a limited number of stories, and that it doesn't simple cut-off points for bedtime reading. On the other hand, it means it is a book worth revisiting as a child grows older; in our case so our children will be versed in the folklore and belief of their ancestors. A simpler bedtime book with lovely woodblock illustrations would be Lise Lunge-Larsen's "The Troll with No Heart in His Body." It is a collection of the stories with very brief intros that can be included or omitted according to the moment (at bedtime with my pre-schooler I tend to leave them out; when reading during the day I am more likely to include them).

I'm not really suggesting one book over the other. In a search for either cultural literacy or multiculturalism, both have their place and are both well told, well illustrated and will add to your child's imaginative landscape.

My grandsons loved this book. The illustrations are beautiful and the tales are quaint. We will be certain to treasure this book for years.

This was one of my favorite books as a child. I checked it out of the library over and over . The pictures just seem to come to life, the stories are enchanting. A must have for troll collectors. I purchased a copy at long last! Thanks Amazon