The High-Tech Knight The High-Tech Knight by Leo Frankowski
Publisher: Del Rey
Year: 1989
Pages: 247

It may be of interest to you to read my review of the first book, The Cross-Time Engineer

The High-Tech Knight picks up seamlessly where its predecessor left off. One new narrative device that Frankowski employs is alternate narrators: this novel begins in the voice of Sir Vladimir, initially a minor character, but one who will become increasingly important.

As the novel opens, Conrad Stargard has been slowly expanding his wealth and influence as he introduces new machines and better quality of life at his adopted home, Okoitz. In bringing modern technology to medieval Poland, Conrad is setting into motion a plan that will (hopefully) allow the backwards country to defeat a Mongol invasion in 8 or 9 years time.

The High-Tech Knight contains much of the same narrative stuff as The Cross-Time Engineer: Conrad makes new machines, gains more wealth, kills a few more bad people, and has a godawful amount of sex. The major story arc which is unique to this particular book is an incident wherein Conrad and Sir Vladimir save a gross of Pruthenian children from being sold into slavery by the wicked Knights of the Cross. To modern readers, this seems only natural, but you can bet that in backwards medieval Poland, a Church-sanctioned group selling heathens as slaves is just peachy keen, and so the issue can only be resolved via a duel to the death between Conrad and and the Knights of the Cross’ champion.

I won’t tell you how it ends—though you can certain extrapolate such information from the fact that there are more books—but in fact the story arc is a minor plot point compared to the smaller strings of narrative that go into the invention of each new device. I think this is what I find so charming about these books: each chapter is almost like a short story, and while some stories are fights and some are basically sexcapades, most detail the vagaries of invention. Conrad teaches algebra, but first he creates a base-twelve numbering system. Conrad builds a coke oven, but first has to drain a coal mine so he can dig for clay. It goes on. Maybe it’s just me, but that’s the sort of thing I like.

§1892 · August 30, 2007 · (No comments) · Tags: , , , ,

The Cross-Time Engineer The Cross-Time Engineer by Leo Frankowski
Publisher: Del Rey
Year: 1986
Pages: 272

Although I’ve reviewed various (newer) books by Frankowski since I began this meme in 2004, I don’t believe I’ve ever re-read the entire Adventures of Conrad Stargard series. I needed some light reading, so this works out well.

The Cross-Time Engineer, the first book in the series, was what launched my interest in Frankowski. It was many years ago, and I was helping my father move his books into the basement, and happened to see his old first-edition paperback. It struck my interest, so I began reading, and was utterly fascinated.

Simply put, this book (and those after) it, tell the story of Conrad (Schwartz) Stargard, an machinist/engineer from 1980s Poland who is accidentally transported back to 14th-centry Poland. You can imagine the hijinks that ensue. Actually, it’s not a specious sort of Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur’s Court, although it might give that impression during the first 50 pages. Frankowski’s spiritual successor is L. Sprague DeCamp, another engineer turned science fiction writer, whose book Lest Darkness Fall takes a similar but shorter approach to the declining Roman empire.

Conrad ends up in the good graces of a local count, and by dint of good luck and quick thinking, starts to become rich and respected. He also decides the he will build the infrastructure of medieval Poland up to the point that it can repel the upcoming Mongol invasion, 10 years hence. Exciting stuff, and what I like most about it is Frankowski’s focus on the mechanical detail of building, say, windmills. The man’s history may be a bit dubious, but he seems like a pretty damn good engineer.

A common complaint is that Frankowski is a chauvinist, and that’s a charge I can’t really deny. Though his recent books have devolved worse into phallocentric wish-fulfillment (the Conrad prequel, Conrad’s Time Machine, is perhaps the worst of this kind), this particular series (or at least it’s late 80s and early 90s volumes) aren’t too bad if you make exceptions for Frankowski’s decision to make all the pretty peasant girls nymphomaniacal. Historically accurate or no, the idea of 14-year-olds getting moist over the 30-something Conrad is a bit unsettling. C’est la vie: it’s still great reading.

§1891 · August 29, 2007 · (No comments) · Tags: , , ,

A recent e-mail entitled “Ebonics”:

My name be Ebonies Li Herenandez, an AfricanHispanicAsiatic-American girl who just got an award for being the best speler in class. I got 67% on the speling test and 30 points for being black, 5 points for not binging drugs into class, 5 points for not bringing guns into class, and 5 points for not getting Pregnut during the cemester. It be hard to beat a score of 120%.. The white dude who sit next to me is McGee from the Bronx. He got A 94% on the test but no extra points on account of he have the same Skin color as the opressirs of 150 years ago. Granny ax me to thank all Dimocrafts and Liberals for suporting Afermative action. You be showing da way to true equality. I be gittin in medical skool nex an mabe I be yo doctor when Hillory take over da healfcare in dis cuntry.

Wow. Just….. wow. Really? I see the point(s) you’re attempting to make, but really….? Why not just come right out and say what you mean:

Ancient stereotypes are alive and well

§1890 · August 24, 2007 · 5 comments · Tags: ,

The God Delusion The God Delusion by Richard Dawkins
Publisher: Houghton Mifflin
Year: 2006
Pages: 406

Few people, with the notable exception of perhaps Christopher Hitchens (who is perhaps better known as a warhawk than an atheist), are as outspokenly critical of religion as Oxford biologist Richard Dawkins. The God Delusion represents his first effort at a book whose entire text is (ostensibly) an attack of religion—his previous works, such as The Ancestor’s Tale have been mostly scientific works about evolutionary processes or mimetics.

Having heard Dawkins in various other contexts—a few interviews, some previous books, &c.—much of the book wasn’t new to me. Almost as if the entire religious debate writ small, The God Delusion contains its fair share of recycled material and careworn phrases. Which is not to say that Dawkins isn’t an excellent writer—indeed, his slew of successful books is what pushed him into prominence—and that he isn’t very thorough in his attack of religion.

There were a few portions in particular that stood out to me, and which I found particularly interesting. The first was a lengthy chapter about mimetics: mimetics, or the sort of “evolutionary” passing of “memes” (units of cultural information). I find this kind of social science fascinating, because what we’re talking about here is how culture is passed on generationally. I think even religionists would agree with most of the tenets here, even if their noses would crinkle at some of the terminology that Dawkins uses. Dawkin’s question is Assuming no supernatural impetus for its longevity, why is religion such a healthy and persistent meme?. He reasons that the answer must either be that religion does cultural good or that it’s caused by a “mis-firing” of other impulses. His eventual conclusion is—grudgingly—a mixture of both. But I am now inspired to go find some other works on mimetics.

The other particularly poignant section, and apparently Dawkin’s pet peeve, is the way in which young children are immediately labeled with the religion of their parents, as though the largely arbitrary matter of a progenitor’s religion was somehow congential. 5-year-olds can be “Christian children” or “Muslim children” or “Buddhist children,” and yet you would never heard children referred to as “Marxist children,” “Contractarian children,” or “Anti-establishment anarchist children.” Given my vehement stance for intellectual liberty, this seems to me a rather good point. Kids are too young to know any better: parents obviously think that they are doing their kids a favor, but are they really? Personally, I think this sort of nonsense only increases sectarian tension.

The God Delusion had some good points, but overall I must admit that it didn’t blow me away by any stretch of the imagination. But a solid Dawkins work, to be sure, with a few high points that make it worth recommending.

§1888 · August 23, 2007 · 8 comments · Tags: , , , , ,

depending on the state of reference,
the duck-billed platypus is either—
the last evidence of God’s great sense of humour
- or -
an ikon of general Antipodal alienness
- or -
an egg-laying emblem of Wonder
- but -
regardless of opinion,
the duck-billed platypus is neither
concerned
- nor -
remote.

§1889 · August 22, 2007 · 2 comments · Tags: