The Age of Faith by Will Durant
Finished reading: The Age of Faith by Will Durant 📚
I finished this fourth installment of Will Durant’s Story of Civilization after three months of slow, careful reading. The Age of Faith begins with the fall of Rome and carries through the end of the Middle Ages. The writing is clear, colorful, engaging, often horrifying, and occasionally laugh-out-loud hilarious. Along the way, I encountered kings and popes, treachery and atrocities, saints and philosophers, economic systems, the building of cathedrals and castles, and primers on the great works of literature and philosophy across a thousand years of recorded time.
I’ve come to cherish these nighttime hours I spend with Professor Durant. I am pacing myself to read just twenty or thirty pages per night. I keep an iPad nearby for searches on historical figures or glimpses of the landmarks and architecture he paints with his words. A favorite moment during the book was playing an album of Ambrosian Chants (Apple Music Link) that, according to Durant, mesmerized the faithful within the already awe-inspiring gothic cathedrals of the 13th century. Between Durant’s descriptions and the music, I felt utterly transported.
There have been more than a few times when my jaw dropped open in sheer disbelief at what I’ve read; shocked not only by the crazy shit that took place during these dark times of our history, but that it took so many years for me to learn all of this. To quote Durant: “Education is the progressive discovery of our ignorance.” I am getting quite the education.
I’m moving on to the next volume on the Italian Renaissance as part of a slow but steady read through all eleven volumes of this incredible body of work. What a journey this has become.
Finished reading: Your Brain on Art by Susan Magsamen and Ivy Ross 📚
Your Brain on Art is the latest selection from the Next Big Idea Club. The authors did a nice job of gathering scientific evidence of how art making and appreciation physically changes your brain. I loved the part where a scientist discovered that different sound waves can alter the shape and appearance of our heart cells. Lots of good science-based tips on how to flourish by incorporating art in your everyday life. For me, I’m planning to spend more time really listening (and dancing!) to new music, not just having it on in the background. ★★★★
Finished reading: The Art of Living: Peace and Freedom in the Here and Now by Thich Nhat Hanh 📚
Impermanence is something wonderful. If things were not impermanent, life would not be possible. A seed could never become a plant of corn; the child couldn’t grow into a young adult; there could never be healing and transformation; we could never realize our dreams.
Sometimes the universe sends you exactly the book you most needed to read. What a clear-eyed and compelling manifesto of living your best life right now. ★★★★★
Currently reading: The Art of Living: Peace and Freedom in the Here and Now by Thich Nhat Hanh 📚
Finished reading: The Eyes of the Dragon by Stephen King 📚
Continuing my quest to go back and read the Stephen King books I’ve missed along the way. I listened to the audiobook of this one, narrated by actor Bronson Pinchot. I’ve listened to hundreds of audiobooks, but the narration of the ending of this story was one of the most incredible I’ve ever had the pleasure to hear. Bravo! ★★★★
Finished reading: The Silentiary by Antonio Di Benedetto 📚
What a strange little book. The narrator is slowly driven insane by all the commercial sounds encroaching on his family home: an auto repair shop next door, a nightclub across the street, an idling bus outside his bedroom window, all told in disjointed Kafka-like stream of consciousness. Made me appreciate the relative quiet I enjoy here at home. ★★★
Started reading: Your Brain on Art by Susan Magsamen 📚
Enjoying a pint of Athletic Brewing non-alcoholic beer tonight. I gave up alcohol a few years ago, but still enjoy great beer thanks to this wonderful brewer. I subscribe to their monthly club, which gives me a sample of their pilot beers - this month’s Oregon Strata Web Hop IPA is terrific. 🍻
Finished reading: Skeleton Crew by Stephen King 📚
Working through the few books of Stephen King I haven’t read. This is a collection of his early stories. A few are dated, and a few are exceptional. There is a bleakness that pervades many of these stories. I hoped for a good outcome for the protagonist against all odds, but I was seldom rewarded. Mrs. Todd’s Shortcut and The Raft were my favorites. ★★★★
Replace “book” with “blog” and you’ve captured what makes a community like Micro.blog so special:
Even the oddest, most particular book was written with that kind of crazy courage—the writer’s belief that someone would find his or her book important to read. I was struck by how precious and foolish and brave that belief is, and how necessary, and how full of hope it is to collect these books and manuscripts and preserve them. It declares that all these stories matter, and so does every effort to create something that connects us to one another.
Fascinating article in The Economist this week about the effort underway by computer scientists to use machine language models and a particle accelerator (!) to decipher the petrified remains of 500 scrolls from a Roman library buried in the Vesuvius eruption. The impact on classical studies and history would be mind-boggling if it becomes possible to virtually unroll and read these lost scrolls.
The Economist article sits behind a paywall, but this website details the project (and the prize money involved!).
🍿Went to see Killers of the Flower Moon last night. Parts of the movie were extraordinary. Such a sad, sad story. But gosh, the 3 1/2 hour length was too long. With better editing, this could have been a 2 1/2 hour movie that held me on the edge of my seat.
Currently reading: Skeleton Crew by Stephen King 📚
Working my way through the backlog of Stephen King books I haven’t read (I’ve read over 50 of his books!?!). What a gifted and prolific storyteller he is!
Getting some culture today at the Phoenix Art Museum. Since moving to the area last December, we try to see something new each week on what we call our Adventure Thursdays (and eat: lunch at Welcome Diner was delicious).
Any Phoenicians here with recommendations on places we should visit?
The first lesson of philosophy is that we cannot be wise about everything. We are fragments in infinity and moments in eternity; for such forked atoms to describe the universe, or the Supreme Being, must make the planets tremble with mirth.
Will Durant, The Story of Civilization Volume III: Caesar and Christ
Finished reading: The Heaven & Earth Grocery Store by James McBride 📚
A good premise perhaps weakened by too many characters and side stories. The depression era setting, poor living conditions, and the horrors of racism and cruel treatment of people with disabilities felt Dickensian. McBride held my attention by the end, but a good editor might have helped maintain it all the way through. ★★★
The English word lost derives from the Old Norse los, which refers to the disbanding of an army. This etymology implies that losing one’s way is less about being in the wrong place than it is about letting go of planned endeavors, and embracing surprises rather than avoiding them.
Rolf Potts, The Vagabond’s Way
The Curiosity of Micro.blog
How I fell into a trance with the Indy blog service, Micro.blog, is a curious story.
I received a renewal invoice from HostGator notifying me that the cost of my bi-annual web hosting service was going up 58%. Quick math informed me that I was paying too much for a personal blog. Surely there must be a less expensive alternative? That question led me down many paths, most leading me in circles.
Moving to WordPress.com seemed like a good idea until I realized its plug-in-enabled service made even HostGator’s renewal price seem like a steal. I considered Medium and Substack, but their continual pestering readers to subscribe to their respective services didn’t mesh with my belief in the value of an open internet. Many other competing web hosting services offered attractive short-term teaser rates but would require constant leapfrogging from service to service to remain affordable.
One service — Micro.blog — caught my attention briefly. $5 a month for hosting your blog with your own domain, a federated service that automated cross-posting to all sorts of other sites, and a blogging platform that allowed you to publish both long essays and short tweet-like updates to a timeline with no ads and no algorithms. No spam, no trolls. No fake news. Just old-fashioned blogging.
As I dug deeper for alternatives, I was reminded that HostGator not only supplied my personal blog but also housed my boat blog, our family website, their respective registered domains, and, importantly, email accounts for my entire family. Canceling HostGator would be a considerable disruption. Moving to a competing hosting service would be a chore—a big one.
After a week of researching my website options, I called HostGator about the price increase. The call took five minutes of mild negotiating. By the time I hung up, they had reduced the increase by two-thirds. It was still going up 17%, but given the cost of other services and the work involved in switching, I felt I was getting a bargain. I would keep my blog on WordPress with HostGator for another two years.
But, I kept thinking about Micro.blog.
Like many, I’ve grown distrustful of the big social media sites. I have accounts on most, but I rarely look at them or post to them. An impersonator tried to take over my Instagram account a few weeks ago. My Twitter (X?!) feed is filled with all sorts of craziness. What happened to human civility? Facebook is all ads, and God help me if I click on any of them. When a service is free, you and your posts are the product. That’s Business 101. I know there is still a lot of good on these sites, but it’s buried so deep that slogging through it fills me with despair. With all the heady promises that technology would bring us closer together, how did we end up here?
Maybe, I mused, I still needed Micro.blog after all. What if, alongside my longer posts on my regular blog, I shared the updates on Micro.blog that I used to post on social media? I kept thinking: no ads and no algorithms. No spam, no trolls, no likes, no push for followers, no sensational posts designed to go viral. Nothing goes viral on Micro.blog, so there’s no need to push fake news—just honest thoughts, pictures, and videos amidst a community of like-minded creators.
What ultimately convinced me to sign up with Micro.blog was learning about its founder, Manton Reece (@manton). I read his blog posts about the purpose of Micro.blog. I perused his manifesto on Indie Microblogging. I watched a few videos of him being interviewed, looking to me like a young Steve Jobs, clearly brilliant, explaining the social good of the service and how he and his team are trying to make the world a better place through this technology. His scorn for traditional social media is palpable. I liked him at once. He’s one of the good guys. You can tell. How could I not support this cause?
So, I have joined Micro.blog (@robertbreen). You can follow me there by clicking the menu link at the top of my home page at robertbreen.com, or you can see a summary of my latest updates on the right sidebar on most of the pages on my website. Essays and longer posts will still appear here on the regular blog. Shorter posts and updates on my travels, the books I’m reading, and the daily happenings in my life will hit Micro.blog. I hope you’ll have a look. And who knows? You might be the next to fall under the curious trance of Micro.blog and its mission to save blogging.
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Finished reading: Small Mercies by Dennis Lehane 📚
Mary Pat Fennessy is one of the most compelling characters I’ve encountered in a while. She made the bleakness of the story worth it. And yes, the story is bleak!
Dennis Lehane is a terrific storyteller.
A Slow Read of the Story of Civilization 📚
I’ve had this old set of Will and Ariel Durant’s Pulitzer-prize-winning Story of Civilization on my bookshelves, collecting dust for almost a quarter of a century. These books belonged to my grandmother, who willed them to me after passing. I inherited her love of reading, so I’ve treasured these books as heirlooms of my memory of her and our shared connection.
Earlier this year, I came across a blog post by Jamie Todd Rubin, who praised Durant’s writing and the monumental effort it took to write such a grand opus. Having recently retired, I finally decided to read these books myself. Weighing in at 13,500 pages, this is no small endeavor. I’m now midway through the Middle Ages in volume IV, The Age of Faith. At my current pace of around thirty pages a night, I’ll have read all eleven volumes sometime next year.
Durant’s writing is engaging, and the history here isn’t mere retelling of facts, figures, and lists of names. He delves into what life was like in these ancient times, what philosophical beliefs they held, what literature they read, what art they admired. You can tell Durant was a seeker himself of truth and beauty. And, despite being written so long ago, the wit and frankness are refreshingly contemporary.
But here’s the best part: as I read along, I have the wonderful benefit of my grandmother’s notes in the margins from her own reading some forty years or more ago. I recognize her slanted handwriting, her exclamation marks, her underlining. It’s like we’re reading this grand history together. I’m making my own notes alongside hers. Maybe someday, my daughter will join us in this shared experience of history on multiple levels. What a journey this has become.
