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  • Team-up books can be a lot. Morrison leans hard into the just-too-muchness of an all-in Justice League story by following news broadcasts and other mass communications from place to place and character to character, creating a pulsing rhythm that kept me engaged where I sometimes find my interest drifting in these types of stories. Well done!

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  • Sarah Wynn-Williams began her career in diplomacy and international relations. At the UN, she found herself working with other bureaucrats who got into their line of work because they care – about peace, about climate and our environment, about improving quality of life for people around the world. She also found that the organization she was a part of was devoting a large share of its energy to petty arguments over matters of little consequence. When she saw Facebook beginning to become a powerful political force, she left to work for the company as an envoy to governments and world leaders.

    When she got there, she found that Facebook’s leadership had very little understanding of what roles their company was playing socially and politically, and she took it upon herself to try and educate the people she was now working with about how they could better relate to the human beings and societies they served. She worked under the assumption that her colleagues and bosses may have been naïve about human concerns due to their technology and business backgrounds, but that given Facebook’s high-minded, even utopian, rhetoric and stated goals, her co-workers cared about the consequences of their work and about making the world a better place.

    Boy, was she wrong.

    When she brought up instances of lawbreaking that the company was engaged in, her leadership responded by trying to hide or obfuscate their illegal activities (when the laws in question belonged to the US or other powerful nations) or just flat out ignored them (when the country in question was poor, small, or provincial enough for them to deem beneath their concern). Faced with the ugly real-world consequences of their ad-targeting tools being used to take advantage of people in vulnerable emotional states, the primary response was to incorporate the effectiveness of this manipulation into their sales pitches to potential advertisers. After Facebook’s products were used to amplify the power and reach of authoritarians and influence the outcomes of elections for the worse, Zuckerberg toyed with the idea of using his platform to run for president.

    The carelessness of these and (numerous) other terrible things the company has been responsible for is more than just a lack, I think. It’s the expression of a philosophy. The belief that the pursuit of wealth and power is what matters in the world, and that anything standing in the way of their individual pursuits is not just unjust but irrelevant. That rules don’t matter if you have the power to ignore them. That having our needs met as human beings is not a right, but a prize to be won. It’s “getting yours” as a be-all and end-all.

    It’s a nihilism of convenience, masquerading as rationalism and objectivity. Adopting the position of cool aloofness that money is morally neutral, that business is apolitical, provides an easy way around the difficult questions of what one must do as a moral actor when all that power falls into your lap. And once you’ve dispensed with any notion that the rule of law is good or right, you might prefer dealing with authoritarians, dropping the pretense that you respect any rules you find inconvenient and exercising your power transactionally.

    If they are careless (they are) it’s because caring is something they don’t believe anybody should have to do.

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  • I love to read a time travel story that’s as well thought out as this one. While tearing through the fast-paced plot, you’ll notice over and over again that something that was set up earlier without even appearing to be foreshadowing thunks perfectly into place. Using the inherent limitations of historiography as a framework, the story does a great job of refusing to provide any simple conclusions about free will or determinism, while remaining certain that individual choices have real meaning.

    The way magic works in this book is mysterious, rigorous, consistent, and satisfyingly dangerous. There’s always a grave and personal cost to using it, and no characters ever finagle any easy outs to get around those costs.

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  • A strong second outing for forensic accountant/shaggy neo-noir hero Marty Hench.

    Doctorow writes with a passionate point of view and a strong social conscience. He is mad about the private prison industry and its abuse of human rights in the name of profit, and he illustrates how the whole ugly scam plays out in a thrilling and grounded narrative.

    Ever the booster, he can’t resist throwing some book recommendations into the story, but his enthusiasm for them is so genuine that it comes across as ingratiating. There’s only one recipe in this one (after what felt like at least three in Red Team Blues), and it’s presented in a way that moves the plot forward so it feels less like a distraction this time around.

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  • This book meanders its way through Cleveland’s history and episodes from Pekar’s life with the rambling cadence of a stroll through an old neighborhood.

    Even with so much of the focus on historical facts, Pekar finds plenty of moments to delight in the splendor of being alive.

    He was a very sensitive person, which I think led the public who knew him from his Letterman appearances (if they knew him at all) to pin him as “just” a curmudgeon, but his heart and his work were as attuned to joy and beauty as they were to struggle and injustice, and he writes about each subject with the openness and vulnerability of a person who doesn’t know how to be any other way.

    Reading Pekar always reminds me just how much purpose and possibility there is to be found in the life of a “regular guy” like me.

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  • I bought this collection after hearing the rave reviews for Tom King’s Batman/Elmer Fudd crossover. It lived up to the hype and then some – the author and artist play the Ed Brubaker-style retro-noir-with-Looney-Tunes-guys angle absolutely straight and allow the humor to emerge naturally, and it hits just the right notes.

    I was delighted to find that the rest of the crossovers were a lot of fun as well, standouts including the Wonder Woman/Tasmanian Devil and Bugs Bunny/Legion of Super-Heroes entries. The Legion issue especially pokes great fun at the “teen soap opera” genre of comics with the retro Legion kids and their exaggeratedly overwrought dialogue and unnecessary exposition serving as Bugs’ straight men.

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  • This book plays out like an exciting transitional episode of a serialized TV show, and I mean that as a compliment. Murderbot finally catches back up with its primary crew of humans, and Wells does a fantastic job revealing important elements of Murderbot and Dr. Mensah’s personalities through moments of action as well as quiet conversation, complete with her trademark snappy dialogue.

    I am enjoying the Murderbot’s agonized process of engaging with its own emotions.

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  • I read this book to take a break at the mid-point of Book of the New Sun with something that’s written in a more straightforward manner. It’s a nice companion piece, thematically.

    Of late I’ve found that what you might call “social history” – explorations of what daily life was like for regular people, which is really the great majority of what human life and history is – to be the most interesting kind to read. To that end, this book tells the stories, as far as we have reconstructed, of the real people who did the living and loving and eating and working and dying that made Catalhoyuk, Pompeii, Angkor, and Cahokia what they were.

    I also really like how much Newitz, in discussing the ends of these cities, avoids easy and reductive narratives of “decline” and instead looks at what might have caused people to move on. Whether the life of a city ends when people leave the physical location or whether that life is inherent in the people who made it and instead of ending continues to grow and change with them is a fascinating subject to consider.

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  • Great comic, nothing to add.

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  • Among favorite kinds of books to look for at thrift shops and flea markets are collected editions of newspaper comics. These one-time mainstays on the shelves of Barnes & Noble and Borders (RIP) have almost disappeared, and thanks to the waning polularity of the medium they are probably not widely missed. Or even perhaps thought about all that much at all.

    Foxtrot was always one of my favorite comics to read in the newspaper, back when our family had such a thing delivered to our house every day, and this anthology collection is a good reminder of how sharp and consistent it was (still is, I guess, though it carries on as a Sunday-only concern). Each family member is well-defined as a person, and their interactions work well on the surface and even better the more immersed you are in the strip.

    The focus tends to fall more on the kids (Peter, Paige, and Jason), especially when it veers into week-long or multi-week stories, and I like how each one of them is portrayed as a little bit less cool than they think they are, but in a relatable rather than a mean-spirited way. Andy and Roger, the parents, get less of the spotlight, but I found myself enjoying the installments that focus on them much more than I did when I was younger and I think the strip does a good job showing them as committed to their family and also wanting to express themselves as individuals.

    This collection runs through a few years of late 90s strips, and there’s a good amount of lighthearted nostalgia going through the Fox family’s reactions to pop cultural touchstones like Titanic, the Beanie Baby craze, the release of Windows 98 and the Phantom Menace hype. It’s also got some storylines about the dot com bubble (pre-burst) and day trading that have aged very well in their side-eyed cynicism.

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