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The patient, however, is somewhat paranoid, believing that machines are going to take over control. After the operation, he manages to escape, while the machine attached to his brain continues to give stimulating impulses with a different effect than intended. He becomes uncontrollably violent and his doctors find themselves in a race against time to find and fix him.&lt;br /&gt;
The book broaches some interesting philosophical topics related to psychiatric procedures. One example would be the notion of 'mind-control' that the public might be afraid of when imposed by doctors, while at the same time parents exert much greater mind control over their children with sometimes catastrophic effects.&lt;br /&gt;
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All in all a good read, albeit outdated in its technical details. A movie was made based on this book which I haven't seen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4123414601091711773-2681898084456529977?l=sikobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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This non-fiction book is about a mathematical problem that dates back to ancient greece, where the Pythagoreans, a secretive "math club" around philosopther Pythagoras, worked on several aspects of number theory. Probably the most important discovery from that time was the theorem about the sides in a right-angled triangle that every kid in school has to memorise:&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img alt="a^2 + b^2 = c^2\!\," class="tex" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/math/1/4/5/1455314a78f39a594485adbaf74d63f9.png" /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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This relation is easy to prove (several proofs are given in the appendix of the book).The more general equation, a&lt;sup&gt;n&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;+&amp;nbsp;b&lt;sup&gt;n&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;=&amp;nbsp;c&lt;sup&gt;n&lt;/sup&gt; however is not. In fact, for n&amp;gt;2 there is no solution for this equation. Proving this has taken until 1995.&lt;br /&gt;
The French mathematician Clement-Samuel Fermat claimed a proof in 1670, but without bothering to actually write it down. It is only due to his apparent genius and other achievements that mathematicians in centuries to follow actually believed Fermat's claim. Ever since, brilliant minds have been unsuccessful in coming up with a proof themselves.&lt;br /&gt;
Finally, Andrew Wiles, who had become obsessed with Fermat's last theorem already as a child, and after dedicating his entire career to developing the necessary mathematical tools, solved this problem once and for all in a 100+ page long treatise.&lt;br /&gt;
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The book takes you through the different centuries and acquaints you with the many great mathematicians who have made significant contributions to number theory and thus provided different pieces to the puzzle. You will enter the oddly fascinating world of mathematical rigour, which yields eternal truths that no other discipline of human thoughts can produce. Mathematical proofs, if done correctly, are valid forever. The pythagorean theorem is a great example for that. Also, you will get to know some of the strangest characters science has known. It is fascinating to see the passion and dedication some people invest in solving problems of "pure thought".&lt;br /&gt;
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Simon Singh, physicist and journalist, does a remarkable job in recounting the history behind the epic struggle of solving Fermat's last theorem.&amp;nbsp; If you are interested in learning more about how math works, this book is a great starting point.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4123414601091711773-2002009621186963819?l=sikobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;While doing this, he is not so much interested in the details of the technologies themselves, but rather in the implications they have on our society. Most of these implications are already manifesting themselves today. Take for instance the legal consequences of patenting anything from genes to entire cells. If you transfer ownership of a tissue sample taken from your body to some institution (under the pretext of advancing medical research) - does this institution own the rest of your body as well? And is it allowed to retrieve these cells from your body (or that of your relatives) in case the original sample was lost? In the novel, this leads to some absurd&amp;nbsp; bounty hunt scenarios. But gene patents which are in effect today are no less absurd, and fortunately a US court has recently decided that patents on genes are not valid, as genes are so-called "facts of nature" that cannot be owned (&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/10/30/business/30drug.html?_r=2"&gt;NYTimes&lt;/a&gt;). Crichton himself was a strong advocate against gene patents. Have a look at this &lt;a href="http://fora.tv/2006/11/28/Michael_Crichton"&gt;talk&lt;/a&gt; he gave in 2006.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Another major theme in the novel is genetic engineering and cross-breeding performed on animals to make them more human-like.&amp;nbsp; This&amp;nbsp; implicitly raises questions on ethical treatment of animals, because the boundary between human and animal is more and more arbitrary if any number of genes could be transfered from one to the other. Try to imagine what&amp;nbsp; happened if a human-chimp hybrid boy was to be adopted by a human family and sent to school along with their own children. You just need to invent some rare gene defect to make it work. Of course some bullying can be expected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;The novel is composed of separate story lines, each of which is concerned with a different aspect of how bio-technologies impact our society. This is interesting in itself, since you can learn a lot and Crichton gives lots of references for the interested reader. But also it s maybe the biggest weakness of the novel. It lacks a coherent story and thus lacks focus. He uses the story to convey arguments in a discussion about how technology will be used in the future. He is not a writer focussing on character development. The technologies themselves are in fact the protagonists of many of his novels ("Jurassic Park" or "Prey" come to mind).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;In summary, it might not be his best novel (in my opinion), but it is definitely a good and entertaining read, especially if you want to engage in the ongoing discussions on gene patents and the like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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What an ambitious book! Geek fiction at its best, historical spy thriller and treaty on cryptographic algorithms - what else could you want in a book? Oh, in-depth character devolopment? Nah, that would have been TOO ambitious. It's not a Philip Roth or John Irving novel. More like Michael Crichton, well researched and full of geekish excitement about technical details as well as their large scale implications. After Michael Crichton's "Prey" the second novel I read that contained actual computer code.&lt;br /&gt;
The story is complex, to say the least, and told non-linearly. Basically, two different time lines are followed in parallel until they meet towards the end of the book (after 1000+ pages, that is), one is set during World War II and covers Nazis, submarines, lots of gold, and of course the various cryptographic codes used on both sides; the other time line is set in the 1990 (i.e. the present at the time the book was written) and is set mostly in the Phillipines and deals with the business operations of a telecommunications company building undersea internet connections and data storage facilities. But really it's a about gold as well.&lt;br /&gt;
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Can't really say which one is the best, but the Cider House Rules definitely have the potential of being one of the best books by Irving. It's so full of likable characters, all with their faults and virtues, and the feeling of time passing throughout the book is so real that it's hard to accept parting with it at the end. You wanna know and continue to know those people for real. At least that's something that I felt when reading the Cider House Rules and that I also remember from reading his other books.&lt;br /&gt;More than once, while reading it, I thought something like "damnit, he really IS a good writer". It's not just his characters but also the detailed background information, for instance about obstetrical procedures of that time or about picking and pressing apples on a large scale, that make the story so believable, even though everything still is a bit "larger than life" (at least my life is not THAT interesting, hope that's not just me...).&lt;br /&gt;So if you haven't read anything by Irving yet, it's high time you did! And if for some reason you DON'T like it, please tell me, I'd be really curious as to why that is.&lt;br /&gt;Although there are maybe four or five major characters, Dr.Larch - at least to me - is by far the most interesting, even though I guess Homer Wells is supposed to be the main hero.  Dr. Larch is the doctor in charge at the orphanarium in the tiny  ex-logging town of St. Clouds. He also is the historian of the place and does not hesitate to throw in a little fiction every now and then whenever it seems necessary. He is a fervent abortionist (which was illegal at that time, the novel covers the time from the 20ies to the 50ies) as well as an ether addict. Homer, starting out as one of the orphans born at St.Cloud's, at last, after several unsuccessful attempts at finding new foster homes, becomes a permanent resident there - and something like a son to Dr. Larch, who teaches him all about his trade (obstetrical procedures, that is).&lt;br /&gt;Besides the two adorable nurses Edna and Angela there is one other long-term resident at the orphanarium: Melony, a big, violent girl who provides Homer with his first sexual experiences and later on makes it her life's purpose to search for Homer, after he finally gets "adopted", as a young man, by a young wealthy couple his own age whom he befriends after they had an abortion. The couple, Candy and Wally, belong to a family in the apple business. They show Homer life outside the orphanarium and he decides to stay. Things become a little more complicated, however, as Homer and Candy fall in love with each other...&lt;br /&gt;The main themes of the book are abortion (the different positions towards it weighed off against each other) and orphans (Charles Dickens' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;David Copperfield&lt;/span&gt; reappears throughout the book), although there is much more in it.  It's funny and serious and definitely gripping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4123414601091711773-3642942470557380382?l=sikobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Dick" /><title>"Minority Report" (and other stories) by Philip K. Dick</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_63Nr06XI_8M/RfLYpITvudI/AAAAAAAAACM/30BLZTQvmF8/s1600-h/dick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_63Nr06XI_8M/RfLYpITvudI/AAAAAAAAACM/30BLZTQvmF8/s320/dick.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040329134097545682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;First published: 1953 - 1969&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;290 pages (paperback)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still haven't seen that movie... It's been a little while since I read this book, so the descriptions of the stories might not be a hundred percent accurate. I will also try to avoid spoilers. :-)&lt;br /&gt;And just ignore the cover (unless, of course, you actually like Tom Cruise).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Minority Report&lt;/span&gt;" is the first short story in this collection. You might know the plot from the movie: imagine society were able to tell exactly when somebody is going to commit a crime. Of course, you could arrest them even before they themselves know what they are going to do. Crime in this society is basically non-existent. The only people, however, who know about these "pre-crimes" are the police officers dealing with the prophecies produced by three psychic but otherwise brain dead mutants. So what if one of these officers finds his name on the list of people accused of committing a crime in the near future? How much does he really believe in the infallibility of the system?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second story, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Imposter&lt;/span&gt;", puts us in the position of someone accused of being a robot sent by alien enemies to secretly take the place of an earth scientist. This robot is known to exactly look like that man and maybe even believe himself he actually is the person whose place he takes in order to detonate an atomic bomb of apocalyptic proportion ... so how can you prove you are not a robot and therefore are NOT to be destroyed to save mankind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Second Variety&lt;/span&gt;". Earth is a wasteland. The last people fight the machines they created and equipped with an artificial intelligence in order to win the arms-race with the enemy (the Russians...). The moon is the last free refuge of humanity. The machines, which were designed to kill, are evolving to become more and more cunning. Cunning enough to get to the moon? This story was made into the movie "Screamers".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;War Game&lt;/span&gt;" is set in the Terran Import Bureau of Standards where people test toys from other worlds for their potential harm if released on earth.  One toy  is a siege game where toy soldiers have to break into a fortress. The game claims to be therapeutic in teaching children (the soldiers) confidence in conquering the intimidating "fortress" of adult life. So that would be a good thing, wouldn't it? -  Unless of course the game was secretly designed by its extraterrestrial inventors for a very different purpose ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What the Dead Men Say&lt;/span&gt;". It has become possible to extend life beyond death. For a limited number of times, people can be frozen and then resurrected. This also happens to Louis Sarapis, one of the most powerful industrialists on earth. Something, however, goes wrong (he does have enemies, after all) and his body cannot be revived. Yet, he does not seem to be dead. His voice is everywhere. On TV, on telephones - his thoughts seem to be broadcast from somewhere deep in space. That way he is even more powerful than ever before. But is he real or is it all just a scam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh, to Be a Blobel!&lt;/span&gt;" deals with the problems resulting from cross-life-form experiments. George Munster is a war veteran. The war against the Blobel home world, that is. The military transformed him into a spy by altering him in a way that makes him change into a Blobel (an amoeba-like blob) for half a day - every day, because the treatment could not be reversed. How can he lead a normal life after the war? How could he possibly have a family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Electric Ant&lt;/span&gt;". After an accident, Carson Poole wakes up in a hospital with his hand missing. The weird thing is, he doesn't feel any pain and shortly afterwards he learns that he actually is a machine, not a human being. This comes to him quite as a shock. The reality he perceives is actually created artificially within his circuits. To find out more about how he works, he starts experimenting with himself by manipulating his electronic brain and observing the effects...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Faith of Our Fathers&lt;/span&gt;" is set in communist Vietnam where everyone functions as part of a collective. What an unusual honour it is for comrade Chien to get promoted to work close to the Absolute Benefactor, the nation's great leader. Things, however, are not quite what they seem. Especially the Absolute Benefactor  does not  seem to be what he looks like, for instance, in the regular speeches he gives to his people on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last story was made into a movie as well: "Total Recall" with Arnold Schwarzenegger. It's called "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We Can Remember it for You Wholesale&lt;/span&gt;". A company makes good money with implanting fake memories into peoples brains. Things that otherwise would never be possible now can be, because you can't distinguish between fake and real memories. The whole package even includes items that the new memories refer to, which makes it even more realistic. Douglas Quail wants to lead the exciting life of a spy on Mars. His real job is rather dull and uninspiring, so he gets the treatment to fix up his memory. And usually, the procedure is successful. Not with Quail, however. For him it becomes more and more unclear, which memories are real and which ones are fake ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dick's style is straight-forward, don't expect anything too sophisticated. But the stories he invents are pure fun. He designs fictitious worlds where he examines how ordinary people would deal with problems that we don't (yet) have, but one day might. And somehow these problems don't seem too far-fetched at all, but remind us of things that we can relate to in our own world. For example, take the discussion about artificial life and the change in ethics that are required to incorporate non-human beings. (Sounds like SciFi? The South Korean government seems to disagree, because it's working on exactly that. Read &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/technology/6425927.stm"&gt;this BBC article&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;In each story there is a surprising turn of events and one constantly wonders where the story will go. In some cases I found the ending a bit too obvious, but the stories are still fun. They are (mostly) from the 50s after all ... If you're into science fiction, Dick is a must-read. And this book is probably a good one to start with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4123414601091711773-3397725315441144406?l=sikobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Dick" /><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04484696969933194884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_63Nr06XI_8M/RfLYpITvudI/AAAAAAAAACM/30BLZTQvmF8/s72-c/dick.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sikobooks.blogspot.com/2007/03/still-havent-seen-that-movie.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0YBQno8eyp7ImA9WxRVFUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4123414601091711773.post-5065606248978174470</id><published>2007-03-05T18:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-11-13T14:05:53.473Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-13T14:05:53.473Z</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The Human Stain" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="philip roth" /><title>"The Human Stain" by Philip Roth</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_63Nr06XI_8M/RfFXIITvucI/AAAAAAAAACE/eTr-dG5kswc/s1600-h/human_stain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_63Nr06XI_8M/RfFXIITvucI/AAAAAAAAACE/eTr-dG5kswc/s320/human_stain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039905255185168834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;First published: 2000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;361 pages (paperback)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the second half of the book, a girl tells &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Faunia&lt;/span&gt; this little story about a tamed crow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I was dumping some water and he made a beeline for the door and went out into the trees. Within minutes there were three or four crows that came. Surrounded him in the tree. And they were going nuts. Harassing him.  Hitting him on the back. Screaming. Smacking into him and stuff. They were there within minutes. He doesn't have the right voice. He doesn't know the crow language. They don't like him out there. Eventually he came down to me, because I was out there. They would have killed him."&lt;br /&gt;"That's what comes of being hand-raised," said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Faunia&lt;/span&gt;. " That's what comes out of hanging around all his life with people like us. The human stain," she said, and without revulsion or contempt or condemnation. Not even with sadness. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's how it is&lt;/span&gt; - in her own dry way, this is all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Faunia&lt;/span&gt; was telling the girl feeding the snake: we leave a stain, we leave a trail, we leave our imprint. Impurity, cruelty, abuse, error, excrement, semen - there's no other way to be here.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could say it's a book about the extremes of life. What a determined will can make out of it and how an unfortunate beginning can ruin it. The first is true of Coleman Silk, whom we first meet as a 70-year-old, retired college professor; the second describes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Faunia&lt;/span&gt; Farley's life, a 30-something-year-old illiterate cleaning woman at the very same College. Two apparently opposite characters that nevertheless come to a very deep understanding of each other. While Coleman looses all after he had gained everything in a long life of achievement, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Faunia&lt;/span&gt;' s life practically ended even before it had really begun. Stripped of everything they once &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;possessed&lt;/span&gt;, that's when they begin their short but intense affair. Which, of course, ends in disaster...&lt;br /&gt;It's also a book about America. About racial issues and a public morality that is very eager to accuse and to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;righteously&lt;/span&gt; bring down those who transgress.&lt;br /&gt;All in all it's a very mature book, probably not least because it is written from the point of view of someone who is, like Coleman, in his 70s. Large parts of the book digress from the main storyline (if there is one) to go back in time and explain how Coleman got to be who he became.&lt;br /&gt;The Human Stain is definitely a very good book, but, because of its "literary" style, not always easy. The story is more or less irrelevant, it's the believability of the characters, it's the greater themes it deals with that make it a good book. Not only the main character, Coleman, is brilliantly portrayed but also the others, early abused &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Faunia&lt;/span&gt; Farley, her ex-husband Lester, who is a messed up Vietnam vet and Delphine Roux, the pretty and ambitious french professor, who wants to prove it to everyone and yet succumbs to her loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, they made a movie out of it, but I haven't seen it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4123414601091711773-5065606248978174470?l=sikobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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