Great
time with the famalam. Nothing major to tell. One of my presents was
a subscription to Netflix, so I've spent the last few days doing
weights and watching animation- Rick and Morty, Bojack Horseman, Big Mouth. All funny stuff. Well,
except for the weights.
I've
spent the last few months reading The Sum of All Fears by Tom Clancy,
a 'political thriller' about the possibility of nuclear war becoming
more likely due to a missing Israeli warhead and an incompetent
president. First published in 1991, it foresaw the Clinton / Lewinski
scandal, the questionable intelligence of Bush Jr and the hazardous
shortcomings of Trump. That said, despite President Fowler, the
fictional world leader, having these aforementioned issues, he still
comes across a thousand times more eloquent than any of them. (Obama
was a lot more respectable and capable, mind.)
It
may be a highly acclaimed release, but I read Clancy for war stories.
This is a war novel with no war in it. There's some offensive action
that takes place in the last eighth of the book, but a lot of it is
one long build-up to a terrorist act, and a quick retribution. Like
all the Clancy novels I've read, it's heavy, masculine, formal,
intensely-detailed and, for all I know, well-researched and
realistic. It just wasn't that much fun. Red Storm Rising and Without
Remorse were better.
There
was a movie adaptation of TSOAF, but it isn't on Netflix. It's
apparently very different.