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„Das Wetter von vor 15 Jahren“ und „Verteidigung der Missionarsstellung“ von Wolf Haas oder „Das kurze wundersame Leben des Oscar Wao“ von Junot Díazempfehlungen für Romane, im besten fall liebesromane?
möchte meiner Frau eins schenken
Sie nehmen wenig Raum ein, sind aber sehr provokant: Wenn ich mich recht erinnere, werden die Worte des Propheten doch als misslungene Stille Post gezeichnet, die durch menschliche Egospielchen mehr als verwässert werden, wenn sie nicht gar komplett aus der Luft gegriffen sind? Fand das Buch auch sehr gut zu lesen und unterhaltsam.Was aber definitiv überraschend für mich war, war dass die provokanten Passagen zum Islam eigentlich eher wenig Raum einnehmen und nur so nebenher laufen. Aber für Spinner reicht es wohl. Hab auch gefeiert wie er die rassistischen Briten auseinandernimmt, insbesondere die Cops.
Sie nehmen wenig Raum ein, sind aber sehr provokant: Wenn ich mich recht erinnere, werden die Worte des Propheten doch als misslungene Stille Post gezeichnet, die durch menschliche Egospielchen mehr als verwässert werden, wenn sie nicht gar komplett aus der Luft gegriffen sind? Fand das Buch auch sehr gut zu lesen und unterhaltsam.
And Gibreel dreamed this:
At the oasis of Yathrib the followers of the new faith of Submission found themselves landless, and therefore poor. For many years they financed themselves by acts of brigandage, attacking the rich camel-trains on their way to and from Jahilia. Mahound had no time for scruples, Salman told Baal, no qualms about ends and means. The faithful lived by lawlessness, but in those years Mahound or should one say the Archangel Gibreel? should one say Al-Lah? became obsessed by law. Amid the palm-trees of the oasis Gibreel appeared to the Prophet and found himself spouting rules, rules, rules, until the faithful could scarcely bear the prospect of any more revelation, Salman said, rules about every damn thing, if a man farts let him turn his face to the wind, a rule about which hand to use for the purpose of cleaning one's behind. It was as if no aspect of human existence was to be left
unregulated, free. The revelation the recitation told the faithful how much to eat, how deeply they should sleep, and which sexual positions had received divine sanction, so that they learned that sodomy and the missionary position were approved of by the archangel, whereas the forbidden postures included all those in which the female was on top. Gibreel further listed the permitted and forbidden subjects of conversation, and earmarked the parts of the body which could not be scratched no matter how unbearably they might itch. He vetoed the consumption of prawns, those bizarre other-worldly creatures which no member of the faithful had ever seen, and required animals to be killed slowly, by bleeding, so that by experiencing their deaths to the full they might arrive at an understanding of the meaning of their lives, for it is only at the moment of death that living creatures understand that life has been real, and not a sort of dream. And Gibreel the archangel specified the manner in which a man should be buried, and how his property should be divided, so that Salman the Persian got to wondering what manner of God this was that sounded so much like a businessman. This was when he had the idea that destroyed his faith, because he recalled that of course Mahound himself had been a businessman, and a damned successful one at that, a person to whom organization and rules came naturally, so how excessively convenient it was that he should have come up with such a very businesslike archangel, who handed down the management decisions of this highly corporate, if non-corporeal, God.
After that Salman began to notice how useful and well timed the angel's revelations tended to be, so that when the faichful were disputing Mahound's views on any subject, from the possibility of space travel to the permanence of Hell, the angel would turn up with an answer, and he always supported Mahound, stating beyond any shadow of a doubt that it was impossible that a may should ever walk upon the moon, and being equally positive on the transient nature of damnation: even the most evil of doers would eventually be cleansed by hellie Bos and their way into the perfumed gardens, Gulsan and Bostan. It would have been different, Salman complained to Baal.
Out comes the rule book, the angel starts pouring out rules about what women mustn't do, he starts forcing them back into the docile attitudes the Prophet prefers, docile or maternal, walking three steps behind or sitting at home being wise and waxing their chins. How the women of Yathrib laughed at the faithful, I swear, but that man is a magician, nobody could resist his charm; the faithful women did as he ordered them. They Submitted: he was offering them Paradise, after all. So I decided to test him.' 'Anyway,' Salman said near the bottom of the bottle, 'finally I One night the Persian scribe had a dream in which he was hovering above the figure of Mahound at the Prophet's cave on Mount Cone. At first Salman took this to be no more than a nostalgic reverie of the old days in Jahilia, but then it struck him that his point of view, in the dream, had been that of the archangel, and at that moment the memory of the incident of the Satanic verses came back to him as vividly as if the thing had happened the previous day. 'Maybe I hadn't dreamed of myself as Gibreel, Salman recounted. 'Maybe I was Shaitan.' The realization of this possibility gave him his diabolic idea. After that, when he sat at the Prophet's feet, writing down rules rules rules, he began, surreptitiously, to change things. Little things at first. If Mahound recited a verse in which God was described as all-hearing, all-knowing, I would write, all-knowing, all-wise. Here's the point: Mahound did not notice the alterations. So there I was, actually writing the Book, or rewriting, anyway, polluting the word of God with my own profane language. But, 800d heavens, if my poor words could not be distinguished from the Revelation by God's own Messenger, then what did that Loan? What did that say about the quality of the divine poetry?
Maybe he'd just missed out once, I thought, anybody can make a mistake. So the next time I changed a bigger thing. He said Christian, I wrote down Jew. He'd notice that, surely; how could he not? But when I read him the chapter he nodded and thanked me politely, and I went out of his tent with tears in my eyes. After that I knew my days in Yathrib were numbered; but I had to go on doing it. I had to. There is no bitterness like that of a man who finds out he has been believing in a ghost. I would fall, I knew, but he would fall with me. So I went on with my devilment, changing verses, until one day I read my lines to him and saw him frown and shake his head as if to clear his mind, and then nod his approval slowly, but with a little doubt. I knew I'd reached the edge, and that the next time I rewrote the Book he'd know everything. That night I lay awake, holding his fate in my hands as well as my own. If I allowed myself to be destroyed I could destroy him, too. I had to choose, on that awful night, whether I preferred death with revenge to life without anything, As you see, I chose: life. Before dawn I left Yathrib on my camel, and made my way, suffering numerous misadventures I shall not trouble to relate, back to Jahilia, And now Mahound is coming in triumph; so I shall lose my life after all. And his power has grown too great for me to unmake him now.'
Baal asked: 'Why are you sure he will kill you?' Salman the Persian answered: 'it‘s his Word against mine."
hab die seinerzeit gerne gelesen.Hab im Urlaub die Autobiografie von Mike Skinner gelesen. Hab mir mehr von versprochen. Es sind gute Einblicke in die Musikindustrie der Nuller und Zehnerjahre, und einiges zur Entstehung der Alben, aber auch einige zähe Passagen, und manche Takes kommen auch etwas dumm rüber. Aber gut, ist 10 Jahre her, denke heut würde er vieles anders sehen. Werde evtl. mal einen Diskografie Thread starten, wenn ich es schaffe.
Hab wahrscheinlich zu viel erwartet. Bin bisschen Fan seit Album 1. Schlecht war es nicht. Lustig, dass er damals schrieb, dass sein Rücktritt auf keinen Fall so ein typischer Rapper Rücktritt wird, und es kein Comeback geben wird.hab die seinerzeit gerne gelesen.
versuche gerade dritten anlauf von márquez‘ „hundert jahre einsamkeit“.
Zeichne mich da selbstverständlich eher durch Penetranz als den ganz ganz großen Überblick aus bzw. hab in den letzten Jahren auch mangels pendelei echt deutlich weniger gelesen. Nichtsdestotrotz möchte ich behaupten, dass die Malazan Books of the fallen und die First Law Trilogie (+ nachfolgende trilogien ) wirklich außergewöhnlich gut sind.@FurioG war doch glaub der Fantasy Guy, oder? Was gibt es denn da noch so für Empfehlungen, habe leider nicht mehr so genau auf dem Schirm was du hier schon gepostet hattest. Hab aus den letzten 25 Jahren glaub nix in dem Bereich gelesen außer asoiaf und jetzt Dämonenzyklus. Bin aber wieder bissl auf den Geschmack gekommen.
Zeichne mich da selbstverständlich eher durch Penetranz als den ganz ganz großen Überblick aus bzw. hab in den letzten Jahren auch mangels pendelei echt deutlich weniger gelesen. Nichtsdestotrotz möchte ich behaupten, dass die Malazan Books of the fallen und die First Law Trilogie (+ nachfolgende trilogien ) wirklich außergewöhnlich gut sind.
First Law hat im Vergleich nen überschaubaren scope und lebt v.a. von mitreißender Action, grandiosen Charakteren und nem super Schreibstil. Abercrombie haut am laufenden Band quotables raus die sich prima in den Alltag integrieren lassen. "Still alive" "It's better to do it than live with the fear of it" etc etc.
Hab in den Osterferien das neueste Buch im Kindle gelesen und seitdem mehrfach "life is the misery we endure between disappointments" in verschiedenen Gesprächen angebracht
Die Malazan Bücher sind da in gewisser Weise der Gegenentwurf. Es gibt auch jede Menge cooler Charaktere die einem ans Herz wachsen, aber es sind auch häufig nur kurze Ausschnitte und irgendwie hat man zu allen noch ne gewisse Distanz und viele bleiben bis zuletzt noch etwas mysteriös, es gibt nicht die direkten Protagonisten wie bei bei First Law.
Scope ist vast sowohl hinsichtlich Charakteren als auch Rassen, Konflikten etc. Wird z.T. sehr philosophisch und existenziell.
Einen Freund von mir hab ich überzeugt es zu lesen und er hat begleitend gehört, was wohl auch stark zum Verständnis beigetragen hat, da man nicht unbedingt an die Hand genommen wird.
Die mbotf sind insgesamt mit großem Abstand meine Lieblingsreihe. First Law (und alles was folgt) ist kurzweiliger und macht z.t. mehr Spass, aber Malazan ist (wenn's einem gefällt) richtig prägend. Hab begleitend und im Nachgang noch Ewigkeiten irgendwelche Spekulationen zu zusammenhängen und Motivationen in Foren gelesen etc.
Die sind richtig gut! Man muss ein bisschen reinkommen, aber dann ist das einzigartig geilHat jemand folgende (noch unvollständig auf deutsch) bereits gelesen.
Sollte ein chinesischer Fantasy-Klassiker sein
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