Inconvenience Store
BOOK REVIEWS: Underground Railroad, etc.
Underground Railroad: Practical Advice for Finding Passengers, Getting Them to Safety, and Staying One Step Ahead of the Tyrants.
Jefferson Mack
2000, Paladin Press
7077 Winchester Circle
Boulder, CO 80301
www.paladin-press.com
Lots of really interesting things here in this well-researched little tome. The title pretty much tells it all. Nowadays, with Big Brother’s powers growing ever stronger, it’s not an easy thing to assist people in flight from massive governmental agencies. Agencies acting within or WITHOUT the judicial system to track down and lock up whomever they feel is worthy of their attentions.
However, it IS doable.
And JM is here to give you some most very useful tips on how to go about the business of subverting Big Brother’s best efforts at collaring unwitting rabbits who may or may NOT have done anything wrong in the first place.
Everything from sorting out the sheep from the wolves when it comes to selecting “passengers” for the railroad, to the nitty gritty nuts and bolts of operating a working railroad. It’s all there.
And, like a menacing, but distant, cloud on the horizon, there’s ever the thought thrumming low in the background, that some dark day it just might be YOU that’s forced to buy a one-way ticket to freedom, on a transportation system that few even suspect exists.
Good book here.
BOOK REVIEW: Cold Beer and Crocodiles: A bicycle Journey into Australia.
Roff Smith
2000, National Geographic Society
1145 17th Street N.W., Washington D.C., 20036-4688
Oh yeah, here’s a great idea. I think I’ll just take a little time off, buy a bicycle, and then proceed to CIRCUMNAVIGATE the entire fucking continent of Australia, with nothing more than my own frail legs to propel me through nearly TEN THOUSAND miles of some of the most brutal terrain on this planet.
WhooWEE.
However, despite the severe lunacy involved in the above proposition, Roff managed to pull it off.
INCREDIBLE!
And contained within the covers of this one are some perfectly FANTASTIC tales. Just crackerjack stuff.
Strange people and stranger places that gyrate from homicidal to phenomenally accommodating and back again.
No way in hell can I properly describe the contents.
Just go get the damn thing and read it.
Time well spent.
A lifetime resident (despite having travelled all over the damn place at one time or another) of Central Florida, James MacLaren took a four-year degree in death thrills riding giant waves on the North Shore back in the 70's. Wound up in the inconvenience store following a lay off from the Cape, where he was involved with the construction of the Space Shuttle launch pads, among other things. Father of best son in the world.
