Patrick O'Brian's Aubrey-Maturin series stands tall over the genre of maritime fiction, eclipsing ancestor series like those of C. S. Forester (Horatio Hornblower) and ancestor/concurrent works by Dudley Pope (Lord Ramage) and Alexander Kent (Richard Bolitho). Since O'Brian's death, both Pope and Kent have continued writing their own characters, James L. Nelson has put together a couple of good trilogies and Dewey Lambdin came out with a decent start before making his series hero, Alan Lewrie, an unlikeable cad who seems to exist so his author can write adolescent wink-wink, nudge-nudge references to his sex life. Bernard Cornwell, author of the other major Napoleonic-era conflict military series, put his hero Richard Sharpe at sea only once (Sharpe's Trafalgar) and generally stuck to the land.
Julian Stockwin, a former Royal Australian Navy petty officer, was also a big fan of the Napoleonic era Royal Navy, and became very interested in the case of a handful of RN officers in that period who gained the quarterdeck of officer country "through the hawsehole," or by advancement from the ranks of everyday sailors. His Thomas Kydd follows that pattern, originally in the service when he runs afoul of a RN press gang searching for men they can "recruit" -- more literally, abduct -- to serve against France. But the adrift Kydd finds in seafaring and the service the kind of challenge and purpose he has long needed and begins a slow climb through the ranks through diligence, bravery and no small amount of luck. At each step, newfound power and ability brings newfound responsibility and reflection on it.
When we get to 2006's Command, the seventh novel in the series, Kydd has worked his way to second lieutenant of a ship of the line, but soon finds himself commanding the brig-sloop Teazer in the eastern Mediterranean. Kydd has to struggle to make his ship ready for sailing and battle, and then finds himself all too often confined to transporting dispatches and scouting duty -- necessary, but unlikely to offer a chance to shine and gain advancement. When a peace treaty is signed, he finds himself out of a ship and out of a job. Still worse, his friend and fellow-officer Nicholas Renzi, with whom he has shared most of his adventures, is deathly ill and may not survive. Kydd's desperate search for some role at sea puts him and Nicholas on a course for a long journey and for conflict, both geographically and personally.
Command represents a sort of punctuation in the series, which currently stands at 15 books and which Stockwin projects to finish at 21. The bulk of Kydd's transformation from foremast hand to officer is complete when he takes his first command, as now changes in his role will involve more degree than kind than before. It's also a punctuation for Nicholas, who has been serving with Thomas but who does not have the drive or desire for the Navy shown by his friend. But he has his own passions and whether they will drive the friends apart to different paths is not yet a settled question.
Stockwin began the series in 2001 with a deft hand at period dialogue and description, and a better-than-average narrative gift. As it's progressed, he's improved at nearly every part of his work and the Kydd series has become just about as good as you can get for historical or genre fiction both. He is not O'Brian and does not give his novels the full 18th-century flavor that the older author had, but he is very good in his own right and is telling the story he wants to tell at a pretty high level. O'Brian's series was very much into the arena of "serious literature" in addition to being great, audience-satisfying yarns; of those who've come after him Stockwin seems to be very much at the head of the pack in ability, vision and execution. As they inhabit different worlds, Jack Aubrey and Thomas Kydd never met. But had they done so, they would have had quite a bit to talk about and probably would have enjoyed the conversation.
In lieu of such a "My Dinner with Aubrey" narrative, both characters' series have more than enough to offer for those who follow their adventures.
Friday, October 31, 2014
Exposéd
Consider this: The "senior Obama administration official" who referred to Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu as "chickenshit" and a "coward" -- in addition to missing the memo on the administration's policy of not "doing stupid stuff" -- did so anonymously.
It takes a government mind to hide behind anonymity and call someone else a coward and fail to recognize doing so signals less another's cowardice and more one's own resemblance to the orifice whence comes the aforementiond chicken product.
It takes a government mind to hide behind anonymity and call someone else a coward and fail to recognize doing so signals less another's cowardice and more one's own resemblance to the orifice whence comes the aforementiond chicken product.
Thursday, October 30, 2014
Done!
October is a fine month, but its end also means the chain of crappy horror movies all over my cable channels concludes. So that's not so bad.
And anyway, the first Tuesday in November is waaaaaaay scarier than any Halloween scenario you could ever dream up.
And anyway, the first Tuesday in November is waaaaaaay scarier than any Halloween scenario you could ever dream up.
Wednesday, October 29, 2014
When Nothing Matters
Dustbury writes about a story wherein we learn that United States Forest Service personnel -- last seen during the government shutdown closing about 1,000 campgrounds it didn't actually have to pay to run -- find they need to actually warn people not to try to take selfies with bears.
He quotes a portion of the story that refers to "smart phone-users" and points out that the empty space between "smart" and "phone-users" is not at all justified when you are talking about people who take selfie photos with bears, as it is not a smart thing to do. That empty space should be occupied by either a hyphen or it should disappear entirely in order to correctly describe the persons being warned by the Forest Service.
The empty space in the cranial cavities of such people, on the other hand, may be permanent...
He quotes a portion of the story that refers to "smart phone-users" and points out that the empty space between "smart" and "phone-users" is not at all justified when you are talking about people who take selfie photos with bears, as it is not a smart thing to do. That empty space should be occupied by either a hyphen or it should disappear entirely in order to correctly describe the persons being warned by the Forest Service.
The empty space in the cranial cavities of such people, on the other hand, may be permanent...
Tuesday, October 28, 2014
Photo Science, This Is
The 2014 Wellcome Science Photography Image Awards can be found here; they're mostly some pretty fascinating images taken either close up, with an x-ray camera or another imaging technology that sees inside things.
I found the x-ray photo of the bat the most interesting and the photo a photographer took of a tick burrowing into his leg pretty gross. He was at least smart enough to go to a hospital after taking the picture so the critter could be removed.
I found the x-ray photo of the bat the most interesting and the photo a photographer took of a tick burrowing into his leg pretty gross. He was at least smart enough to go to a hospital after taking the picture so the critter could be removed.
Monday, October 27, 2014
Master Control Program, Please Call Your Office...
Apparently some of the 8-bit characters from an old Tron game have broken loose and are dancing in random shopping malls.
Even if it is a Red Bull add, it still looks pretty cool.
Even if it is a Red Bull add, it still looks pretty cool.
Sunday, October 26, 2014
Plain English, Please
Robert Stroud over at Mere Inklings comments on a particularly obtuse question asked of the Chicago Manual of Style site about a sentence found in a government document. The questioner asks if a particular pair of words buried deep within the fog of bureaucratese should actually be a different pair of words that in context would mean almost exactly the same thing.
The writer at Manual limits his answer to the question at hand, rather than try to answer more unfathomable issues, such as, "Why does a person this clueless have a job?" And even more mystifying, "Why is this person's job paid for with public funds?"
The writer at Manual limits his answer to the question at hand, rather than try to answer more unfathomable issues, such as, "Why does a person this clueless have a job?" And even more mystifying, "Why is this person's job paid for with public funds?"
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