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An enduring spirit
Life, Bernard Trink, Published on 18/01/2016
» With the destruction of Hiroshima and Nagasaki the world entered the atomic age. More devastating hydrogen bombs were tested, weapons of mass destruction indeed. The US and USSR rattled theirs at each other over the next 44 years, until the Soviets called it a day and the Cold War was over.
Criminals, cops, competition
Life, Bernard Trink, Published on 16/11/2015
» One of the first things all living things realise is they must compete to survive. The planet has limitations. Not nearly enough of everything to go around. Competition defines who are the winners, who fall by the wayside. In sports and war, business and romance, the winners get what the prize is they seek.
A Gothic novel
Life, Bernard Trink, Published on 28/07/2014
» It is only right that literary critics are expected to review the lot. Authors write about every subject and we are there to give a thumbs up or down on their efforts. Our object is to advise the public as to what is worth spending their time and money on. However, there are hitches.
Psychics in suburbia
Life, Bernard Trink, Published on 05/08/2013
» Want to become rich and famous? Be a psychic who accurately predicts the future. "Accurately" is the operative word. For millennia there were people who claimed to have this gift/ability, but in fact were only guessing. According to the law of averages, they were probably right some of the time.
A winged ransom
Life, Bernard Trink, Published on 24/12/2012
» This reviewer admits to not knowing the differences between Medieval times and the Middle Ages, hawks and falcons. So I use them interchangeably, my apologies to semanticists. Over the years. I've found that I'm not the only one. Take Brit Robert Lyndon, a falconer, who titled his historical novel about them Hawk Quest.
As good as it gets
Life, Bernard Trink, Published on 06/02/2012
» As reviewing everything that comes along is part of the territory, critics are steeped in mediocrity. We wonder why the publishers accept the manuscripts and turn them into books. Perhaps because they think critics are perverse enough to like them, the public following our advice. Whereupon money is paid for them.