Author: Thomas C. Almond
Publisher: Thomas Almond
ISBN: 1606109944
Category :
Languages : en
Pages : 189
Book Description
A story of love and commitment even in the presence of overwhelming odds. A story of one man and one woman. One American, the other Ukrainian. The man travels to Ukraine to meet the woman he has corresponded with through an international marriage agency. They meet and fall in love. He returns home engaged, but soon the woman seems to mysteriously change her mind. He cannot understand what has happened and cannot get over the feeling she does not really want to end this relationship. Without even an agreement that she will meet with him, he returns to Ukraine to solve the mystery and save the relationship with the woman he loves. He is not prepared for what is to be the answer to this mystery, an answer that will repeatedly test his love and commitment.
Goodbye, Kiev
Author: Thomas C. Almond
Publisher: Thomas Almond
ISBN: 1606109944
Category :
Languages : en
Pages : 189
Book Description
A story of love and commitment even in the presence of overwhelming odds. A story of one man and one woman. One American, the other Ukrainian. The man travels to Ukraine to meet the woman he has corresponded with through an international marriage agency. They meet and fall in love. He returns home engaged, but soon the woman seems to mysteriously change her mind. He cannot understand what has happened and cannot get over the feeling she does not really want to end this relationship. Without even an agreement that she will meet with him, he returns to Ukraine to solve the mystery and save the relationship with the woman he loves. He is not prepared for what is to be the answer to this mystery, an answer that will repeatedly test his love and commitment.
Publisher: Thomas Almond
ISBN: 1606109944
Category :
Languages : en
Pages : 189
Book Description
A story of love and commitment even in the presence of overwhelming odds. A story of one man and one woman. One American, the other Ukrainian. The man travels to Ukraine to meet the woman he has corresponded with through an international marriage agency. They meet and fall in love. He returns home engaged, but soon the woman seems to mysteriously change her mind. He cannot understand what has happened and cannot get over the feeling she does not really want to end this relationship. Without even an agreement that she will meet with him, he returns to Ukraine to solve the mystery and save the relationship with the woman he loves. He is not prepared for what is to be the answer to this mystery, an answer that will repeatedly test his love and commitment.
Every Nook and Cranny: a World Travel Guide
Author: Faye Day
Publisher: Xlibris Corporation
ISBN: 1543407943
Category : Travel
Languages : en
Pages : 626
Book Description
Every Nook and Cranny is the series of autobiographical travel guides touching on every continent, most countries, and hundreds of islands. Travel with the author through steamy jungles and bird-filled tropical rainforests to scorching deserts and the wilderness of Arctic regions, from Stone Age tribes to the sophistication of the world’s most modern cities. Explore the ancient civilizations and participate in amazing wildlife encounters. The author’s personal experiences are related together with some historical facts, many interesting stories, adventurous episodes, and several amusing anecdotes. In-depth and descriptive passages are illustrated with hundreds of photographs that will enable readers to visualize and fully appreciate the text.
Publisher: Xlibris Corporation
ISBN: 1543407943
Category : Travel
Languages : en
Pages : 626
Book Description
Every Nook and Cranny is the series of autobiographical travel guides touching on every continent, most countries, and hundreds of islands. Travel with the author through steamy jungles and bird-filled tropical rainforests to scorching deserts and the wilderness of Arctic regions, from Stone Age tribes to the sophistication of the world’s most modern cities. Explore the ancient civilizations and participate in amazing wildlife encounters. The author’s personal experiences are related together with some historical facts, many interesting stories, adventurous episodes, and several amusing anecdotes. In-depth and descriptive passages are illustrated with hundreds of photographs that will enable readers to visualize and fully appreciate the text.
GIDDY
Author: AHMET SUAT DÜZGÜN
Publisher: Ahmet Suat Düzgün
ISBN:
Category : Antiques & Collectibles
Languages : en
Pages : 154
Book Description
PREFACE Neither our old nest, our shanty house, nor the piece of the picture I drew in the cellar is left. Years take everything away from a person. This is me, who engraved a memory inside me. It is something that neither years nor anything else can remove. As you grow, your memories grow with you, take shape, become more valuable as you grow, and in the end you cannot hold it in your hand. While you think it is just a simple scribble, it becomes the center of your life, in the middle of your chest, everything valuable is deep inside you. Love is a deep pain that no one can name. There are those that are lost in silence as much as those that are written and drawn. The socks I always pull up to my knees are Esem , the brand I wear on my feet. My cellar, where I used to run by clicking the heels of my sneakers, which I call Sport , where I used to rest my head at that age; full of mice, insects, thin long snakes. My cellar, my coal cellar, my wood cellar... my notebook where I started to scribble my memories is here. My fatherless childhood, where I unknowingly perhaps drew the lines of my destiny, my fatherless seven-year-old maturity... When I lost my father, I started to love my mother very much, and I started to love her instead of my father. My mother was half of a longing. My father was hidden in her eyes, hair, cheeks, conversations, cries, joys, silences, and even despair. He loved me and all my siblings as two people, both as a mother and a father. I also distributed the love I received from him, starting from primary school. In primary school, I first loved my class teacher, a lady teacher named Sezgin Alpaslan. When she took scissors from my face and gave me a big kiss, I learned to be embarrassed and embarrassed. I fell in love! I was embarrassed, I sweated, but I loved her. Then she left, my love remained in my little heart. In my teacher's absence, I sought solace in my mother's warm embrace after school. She wiped my tears from my face and cheeks with her beautiful, delicate hands. She said that I would love my new teacher too, that all the teachers in our country were a separate value. When my teacher Hamide Sapancılar came, the same warm attitude, the same motherly compassion was enough to make me fall in love with her, of course. In those years, teachers were like mothers and fathers. They were doing the greatest and most beautiful social support so gently that you wouldn't understand. I loved them so much, but as I grew up, it was time to leave. I moved on to middle school, took off my black apron and put on a suit and tie. My teacher Hamide disappeared like a cloud of dust. Other teachers took her place. I loved them all. I fell in love with each and every one of them. At home, the love of my mother and siblings was overwhelming to me. My mother had taught me to share, and I shared my love. I fell in love with my peers, Yasemin, Filiz, Müge… I fell in love with all of them. I loved them from afar without touching any of them like a sacred icon. I fell in love by scattering the love I received from my mother and my family. They fell in love with me, I didn’t care. Temporary loves that didn’t resemble the girl I drew in the cellar… My heart was moving along the drawn route. Life opened up causes and effects, and jobs that led to effects. My path began to cross country borders. It would be an exaggeration to say that there was almost no city in my country that I hadn’t visited, no district, village or town that I hadn’t entered and exited, but I had traveled a lot for work. The picture I had drawn in the pantry had disappeared, but its traces in my heart had not been erased despite the passing of years. My mother used to say that people are created in pairs. She still defends the same thing. Everyone looks for their other half and when they find it, they become a person, she said. The roads got longer. They twisted and went all the way to Algeria. I continued to love. I grew up a lot, I became like a father. I became a pillar to my home, a trust to my province. Then the goals changed. The struggle for bread took precedence over love. I couldn’t find love in Algeria. I wasn’t looking for it anymore anyway. I earned money, I got stronger, my voice started to come out, my throat widened, I gained confidence in my body. My family came to peace. Then my Algerian adventure ended. I came back. With a few French words in my mind and memories of a tropical region with money in my pocket and an empty heart… And soon the same misery that I was no stranger to. I was living as someone who had reached the age of 28, who carried life on his back and felt it in his palms. Now, real life, the rush to live had taken away the thought of love from me. What love? What sentimentality? What love? Life was difficult and arduous. I struggled, I struggled, I was hardworking. I passed the exams opened by the state. Winning was not enough, I also needed favoritism. I was left incomplete, I was broken, I was hurt, I was devastated. I could not find a solid job at any point in my life just to live, to stay on my feet, to support my family until this age. Does a person hate the place he was born in? When he is hungry, when he cannot fulfill his future goals, when he cannot see tomorrow, when he is alone, when everything is against him. In the world of the wicked, I opened my hands in prayer to God. I prayed, crying out from the depths of my heart. I rubbed my hands on my face!.. I prayed with my mother for both myself and the dead while visiting the graves in the cemetery. Then a wind blew. The trees turned the summer heat into coolness. Peace filled my insides and my heart. Something was obviously going to happen. "Love embraces you, then leaves you motionless. Everything happens like a spider catching its prey. Even if you desperately want to escape in the middle of the web, you can't escape in vain!"
Publisher: Ahmet Suat Düzgün
ISBN:
Category : Antiques & Collectibles
Languages : en
Pages : 154
Book Description
PREFACE Neither our old nest, our shanty house, nor the piece of the picture I drew in the cellar is left. Years take everything away from a person. This is me, who engraved a memory inside me. It is something that neither years nor anything else can remove. As you grow, your memories grow with you, take shape, become more valuable as you grow, and in the end you cannot hold it in your hand. While you think it is just a simple scribble, it becomes the center of your life, in the middle of your chest, everything valuable is deep inside you. Love is a deep pain that no one can name. There are those that are lost in silence as much as those that are written and drawn. The socks I always pull up to my knees are Esem , the brand I wear on my feet. My cellar, where I used to run by clicking the heels of my sneakers, which I call Sport , where I used to rest my head at that age; full of mice, insects, thin long snakes. My cellar, my coal cellar, my wood cellar... my notebook where I started to scribble my memories is here. My fatherless childhood, where I unknowingly perhaps drew the lines of my destiny, my fatherless seven-year-old maturity... When I lost my father, I started to love my mother very much, and I started to love her instead of my father. My mother was half of a longing. My father was hidden in her eyes, hair, cheeks, conversations, cries, joys, silences, and even despair. He loved me and all my siblings as two people, both as a mother and a father. I also distributed the love I received from him, starting from primary school. In primary school, I first loved my class teacher, a lady teacher named Sezgin Alpaslan. When she took scissors from my face and gave me a big kiss, I learned to be embarrassed and embarrassed. I fell in love! I was embarrassed, I sweated, but I loved her. Then she left, my love remained in my little heart. In my teacher's absence, I sought solace in my mother's warm embrace after school. She wiped my tears from my face and cheeks with her beautiful, delicate hands. She said that I would love my new teacher too, that all the teachers in our country were a separate value. When my teacher Hamide Sapancılar came, the same warm attitude, the same motherly compassion was enough to make me fall in love with her, of course. In those years, teachers were like mothers and fathers. They were doing the greatest and most beautiful social support so gently that you wouldn't understand. I loved them so much, but as I grew up, it was time to leave. I moved on to middle school, took off my black apron and put on a suit and tie. My teacher Hamide disappeared like a cloud of dust. Other teachers took her place. I loved them all. I fell in love with each and every one of them. At home, the love of my mother and siblings was overwhelming to me. My mother had taught me to share, and I shared my love. I fell in love with my peers, Yasemin, Filiz, Müge… I fell in love with all of them. I loved them from afar without touching any of them like a sacred icon. I fell in love by scattering the love I received from my mother and my family. They fell in love with me, I didn’t care. Temporary loves that didn’t resemble the girl I drew in the cellar… My heart was moving along the drawn route. Life opened up causes and effects, and jobs that led to effects. My path began to cross country borders. It would be an exaggeration to say that there was almost no city in my country that I hadn’t visited, no district, village or town that I hadn’t entered and exited, but I had traveled a lot for work. The picture I had drawn in the pantry had disappeared, but its traces in my heart had not been erased despite the passing of years. My mother used to say that people are created in pairs. She still defends the same thing. Everyone looks for their other half and when they find it, they become a person, she said. The roads got longer. They twisted and went all the way to Algeria. I continued to love. I grew up a lot, I became like a father. I became a pillar to my home, a trust to my province. Then the goals changed. The struggle for bread took precedence over love. I couldn’t find love in Algeria. I wasn’t looking for it anymore anyway. I earned money, I got stronger, my voice started to come out, my throat widened, I gained confidence in my body. My family came to peace. Then my Algerian adventure ended. I came back. With a few French words in my mind and memories of a tropical region with money in my pocket and an empty heart… And soon the same misery that I was no stranger to. I was living as someone who had reached the age of 28, who carried life on his back and felt it in his palms. Now, real life, the rush to live had taken away the thought of love from me. What love? What sentimentality? What love? Life was difficult and arduous. I struggled, I struggled, I was hardworking. I passed the exams opened by the state. Winning was not enough, I also needed favoritism. I was left incomplete, I was broken, I was hurt, I was devastated. I could not find a solid job at any point in my life just to live, to stay on my feet, to support my family until this age. Does a person hate the place he was born in? When he is hungry, when he cannot fulfill his future goals, when he cannot see tomorrow, when he is alone, when everything is against him. In the world of the wicked, I opened my hands in prayer to God. I prayed, crying out from the depths of my heart. I rubbed my hands on my face!.. I prayed with my mother for both myself and the dead while visiting the graves in the cemetery. Then a wind blew. The trees turned the summer heat into coolness. Peace filled my insides and my heart. Something was obviously going to happen. "Love embraces you, then leaves you motionless. Everything happens like a spider catching its prey. Even if you desperately want to escape in the middle of the web, you can't escape in vain!"
Russian Style
Author: Julie A. Cassiday
Publisher: University of Wisconsin Pres
ISBN: 0299346706
Category : History
Languages : en
Pages : 270
Book Description
In the two decades after the turn of the millennium, Vladimir Putin's control over Russian politics and society grew at a steady pace. As the West liberalized its stance on sexuality and gender, Putin's Russia moved in the opposite direction, remolding the performance of Russian citizenship according to a neoconservative agenda characterized by increasingly exaggerated gender roles. By connecting gendered and sexualized citizenship to developments in Russian popular culture, Julie A. Cassiday argues that heteronormativity and homophobia became a kind of politicized style under Putin's leadership. However, while the multiple modes of gender performativity generated in Russian popular culture between 2000 and 2010 supported Putin's neoconservative agenda, they also helped citizens resist and protest the state's mandate of heteronormativity. Examining everything from memes to the Eurovision Song Contest and self-help literature, Cassiday untangles the discourse of gender to argue that drag, or travesti, became the performative trope par excellence in Putin's Russia. Provocatively, Cassiday further argues that the exaggerated expressions of gender demanded by Putin's regime are best understood as a form of cisgender drag. This smart and lively study provides critical, nuanced analysis of the relationship between popular culture and politics in Russia during Putin's first two decades in power.
Publisher: University of Wisconsin Pres
ISBN: 0299346706
Category : History
Languages : en
Pages : 270
Book Description
In the two decades after the turn of the millennium, Vladimir Putin's control over Russian politics and society grew at a steady pace. As the West liberalized its stance on sexuality and gender, Putin's Russia moved in the opposite direction, remolding the performance of Russian citizenship according to a neoconservative agenda characterized by increasingly exaggerated gender roles. By connecting gendered and sexualized citizenship to developments in Russian popular culture, Julie A. Cassiday argues that heteronormativity and homophobia became a kind of politicized style under Putin's leadership. However, while the multiple modes of gender performativity generated in Russian popular culture between 2000 and 2010 supported Putin's neoconservative agenda, they also helped citizens resist and protest the state's mandate of heteronormativity. Examining everything from memes to the Eurovision Song Contest and self-help literature, Cassiday untangles the discourse of gender to argue that drag, or travesti, became the performative trope par excellence in Putin's Russia. Provocatively, Cassiday further argues that the exaggerated expressions of gender demanded by Putin's regime are best understood as a form of cisgender drag. This smart and lively study provides critical, nuanced analysis of the relationship between popular culture and politics in Russia during Putin's first two decades in power.
From the Cold War to a New Era
Author: Don Oberdorfer
Publisher: JHU Press
ISBN: 9780801859229
Category : History
Languages : en
Pages : 1144
Book Description
First published in 1991 as THE TURN, this is the gripping narrative of the passage of the United States and the Soviet Union from the Cold War to a new era. Now this widely praised book is available in a new, updated paperback edition that brings the narrative up to the dramatic collapse of the Soviet Union. Replete with historical personalities, as riveting as a spy thriller, this is an enthralling record of history in the making. 34 photos.
Publisher: JHU Press
ISBN: 9780801859229
Category : History
Languages : en
Pages : 1144
Book Description
First published in 1991 as THE TURN, this is the gripping narrative of the passage of the United States and the Soviet Union from the Cold War to a new era. Now this widely praised book is available in a new, updated paperback edition that brings the narrative up to the dramatic collapse of the Soviet Union. Replete with historical personalities, as riveting as a spy thriller, this is an enthralling record of history in the making. 34 photos.
The Empire Must Die
Author: Mikhail Zygar
Publisher: PublicAffairs
ISBN: 1610398327
Category : History
Languages : en
Pages : 711
Book Description
From Tolstoy to Lenin, from Diaghilev to Stalin, The Empire Must Die is a tragedy of operatic proportions with a cast of characters that ranges from the exotic to utterly villainous, the glamorous to the depraved. In 1912, Russia experienced a flowering of liberalism and tolerance that placed it at the forefront of the modern world: women were fighting for the right to vote in the elections for the newly empowered parliament, Russian art and culture was the envy of Europe and America, there was a vibrant free press and intellectual life. But a fatal flaw was left uncorrected: Russia's exuberant experimental moment took place atop a rotten foundation. The old imperial order, in place for three hundred years, still held the nation in thrall. Its princes, archdukes, and generals bled the country dry during the First World War and by 1917 the only consensus was that the Empire must die. Mikhail Zygar's dazzling, in-the-moment retelling of the two decades that prefigured the death of the Tsar, his family, and the entire imperial edifice is a captivating drama of what might have been versus what was subsequently seen as inevitable. A monumental piece of political theater that only Russia was capable of enacting, the fall of the Russian Empire changed the course of the twentieth century and eerily anticipated the mood of the twenty-first.
Publisher: PublicAffairs
ISBN: 1610398327
Category : History
Languages : en
Pages : 711
Book Description
From Tolstoy to Lenin, from Diaghilev to Stalin, The Empire Must Die is a tragedy of operatic proportions with a cast of characters that ranges from the exotic to utterly villainous, the glamorous to the depraved. In 1912, Russia experienced a flowering of liberalism and tolerance that placed it at the forefront of the modern world: women were fighting for the right to vote in the elections for the newly empowered parliament, Russian art and culture was the envy of Europe and America, there was a vibrant free press and intellectual life. But a fatal flaw was left uncorrected: Russia's exuberant experimental moment took place atop a rotten foundation. The old imperial order, in place for three hundred years, still held the nation in thrall. Its princes, archdukes, and generals bled the country dry during the First World War and by 1917 the only consensus was that the Empire must die. Mikhail Zygar's dazzling, in-the-moment retelling of the two decades that prefigured the death of the Tsar, his family, and the entire imperial edifice is a captivating drama of what might have been versus what was subsequently seen as inevitable. A monumental piece of political theater that only Russia was capable of enacting, the fall of the Russian Empire changed the course of the twentieth century and eerily anticipated the mood of the twenty-first.
The Story of My Sufferings
Author: Mendelʹ Beĭlis
Publisher:
ISBN:
Category : Antisemitism
Languages : en
Pages : 278
Book Description
Author's memoir of his trial for the alleged ritual murder of Audrey Yustchinsky.
Publisher:
ISBN:
Category : Antisemitism
Languages : en
Pages : 278
Book Description
Author's memoir of his trial for the alleged ritual murder of Audrey Yustchinsky.
Mystical Kiev and stories
Author: V. Speys
Publisher: Litres
ISBN: 5043357436
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages :
Book Description
This story took place in 1981. On September 30, Wednesday, at exactly 11.00 on the Castle Hill in Kiev. I am a long time did not dare to publish the text because of improper understanding, in connection with the universal rejection of such incidents in the community. “Author’s Note”.
Publisher: Litres
ISBN: 5043357436
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages :
Book Description
This story took place in 1981. On September 30, Wednesday, at exactly 11.00 on the Castle Hill in Kiev. I am a long time did not dare to publish the text because of improper understanding, in connection with the universal rejection of such incidents in the community. “Author’s Note”.
Oksana, Behave!
Author: Maria Kuznetsova
Publisher: Random House Trade Paperbacks
ISBN: 052551189X
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 290
Book Description
“[The] Ukrainian American heroine of this sweet-bitter debut is a wisecracking fatalist who can be counted on to say the inappropriate thing, a tendency that becomes more pronounced as doomed crushes and family crises pile up on the road to adulthood.”—O: The Oprah Magazine When Oksana and her family move from the Ukraine to Florida to begin a new American life, her physicist father delivers pizza at night to make ends meet, her cranky mother sits at home all day worrying, and her flamboyant grandmother relishes the attention she gets from men. All Oksana wants is to be as far away from her family as possible, to have friends, and to be normal—and though she constantly tries to do the right thing, she keeps getting in trouble. As she grows up, she continues to misbehave, from somewhat accidentally maiming the school-bus bully, to stealing the much-coveted key to New York City’s Gramercy Park, to falling in love with a married man. After her grandmother moves back to Ukraine, Oksana longs for the motherland that looms large in her imagination but is a country she never really knew. When she visits her grandmother in Yalta and learns about her romantic past, Oksana comes to a new understanding of how to live without causing harm to the people she loves. But will Oksana ever quite learn to behave? Praise for Oksana, Behave! “Tragicomic and bittersweet . . . an immigrant's coming-of-age tale done with brio.”—Kirkus Reviews “What luck for readers that Oksana can’t behave! Little devil, infinite imbecile, poor futureless child—all the names her displaced, loving family give to her as she crashes and burns and wanders the wilderness of her inheritance, fit perfectly. As outrageous as she is, as funny and as awful as she can be, though, in Oksana, Maria Kuznetsova has also created a character of great passion and depth—of tragedy, even, too—the very sort that populate the stories of Chekhov and Tolstoy, the poems of Anna Akhmatova, and all the other Russian writers Oksana looks to for comfort and company and some sort of bearing in this absurd world. This novel is a stark, hilarious delight.”—Paul Harding, Pulitzer Prize–winning author of Tinkers
Publisher: Random House Trade Paperbacks
ISBN: 052551189X
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 290
Book Description
“[The] Ukrainian American heroine of this sweet-bitter debut is a wisecracking fatalist who can be counted on to say the inappropriate thing, a tendency that becomes more pronounced as doomed crushes and family crises pile up on the road to adulthood.”—O: The Oprah Magazine When Oksana and her family move from the Ukraine to Florida to begin a new American life, her physicist father delivers pizza at night to make ends meet, her cranky mother sits at home all day worrying, and her flamboyant grandmother relishes the attention she gets from men. All Oksana wants is to be as far away from her family as possible, to have friends, and to be normal—and though she constantly tries to do the right thing, she keeps getting in trouble. As she grows up, she continues to misbehave, from somewhat accidentally maiming the school-bus bully, to stealing the much-coveted key to New York City’s Gramercy Park, to falling in love with a married man. After her grandmother moves back to Ukraine, Oksana longs for the motherland that looms large in her imagination but is a country she never really knew. When she visits her grandmother in Yalta and learns about her romantic past, Oksana comes to a new understanding of how to live without causing harm to the people she loves. But will Oksana ever quite learn to behave? Praise for Oksana, Behave! “Tragicomic and bittersweet . . . an immigrant's coming-of-age tale done with brio.”—Kirkus Reviews “What luck for readers that Oksana can’t behave! Little devil, infinite imbecile, poor futureless child—all the names her displaced, loving family give to her as she crashes and burns and wanders the wilderness of her inheritance, fit perfectly. As outrageous as she is, as funny and as awful as she can be, though, in Oksana, Maria Kuznetsova has also created a character of great passion and depth—of tragedy, even, too—the very sort that populate the stories of Chekhov and Tolstoy, the poems of Anna Akhmatova, and all the other Russian writers Oksana looks to for comfort and company and some sort of bearing in this absurd world. This novel is a stark, hilarious delight.”—Paul Harding, Pulitzer Prize–winning author of Tinkers
1913
Author: Charles Emmerson
Publisher: PublicAffairs
ISBN: 1610392574
Category : History
Languages : en
Pages : 548
Book Description
Today, 1913 is inevitably viewed through the lens of 1914: as the last year before a war that would shatter the global economic order and tear Europe apart, undermining its global pre-eminence. Our perspectives narrowed by hindsight, the world of that year is reduced to its most frivolous features -- last summers in grand aristocratic residences -- or its most destructive ones: the unresolved rivalries of the great European powers, the fear of revolution, violence in the Balkans. In this illuminating history, Charles Emmerson liberates the world of 1913 from this "prelude to war" narrative, and explores it as it was, in all its richness and complexity. Traveling from Europe's capitals, then at the height of their global reach, to the emerging metropolises of Canada and the United States, the imperial cities of Asia and Africa, and the boomtowns of Australia and South America, he provides a panoramic view of a world crackling with possibilities, its future still undecided, its outlook still open. The world in 1913 was more modern than we remember, more similar to our own times than we expect, more globalized than ever before. The Gold Standard underpinned global flows of goods and money, while mass migration reshaped the world's human geography. Steamships and sub-sea cables encircled the earth, along with new technologies and new ideas. Ford's first assembly line cranked to life in 1913 in Detroit. The Woolworth Building went up in New York. While Mexico was in the midst of bloody revolution, Winnipeg and Buenos Aires boomed. An era of petro-geopolitics opened in Iran. China appeared to be awaking from its imperial slumber. Paris celebrated itself as the city of light -- Berlin as the city of electricity. Full of fascinating characters, stories, and insights, 1913: In Search of the World before the Great War brings a lost world vividly back to life, with provocative implications for how we understand our past and how we think about our future.
Publisher: PublicAffairs
ISBN: 1610392574
Category : History
Languages : en
Pages : 548
Book Description
Today, 1913 is inevitably viewed through the lens of 1914: as the last year before a war that would shatter the global economic order and tear Europe apart, undermining its global pre-eminence. Our perspectives narrowed by hindsight, the world of that year is reduced to its most frivolous features -- last summers in grand aristocratic residences -- or its most destructive ones: the unresolved rivalries of the great European powers, the fear of revolution, violence in the Balkans. In this illuminating history, Charles Emmerson liberates the world of 1913 from this "prelude to war" narrative, and explores it as it was, in all its richness and complexity. Traveling from Europe's capitals, then at the height of their global reach, to the emerging metropolises of Canada and the United States, the imperial cities of Asia and Africa, and the boomtowns of Australia and South America, he provides a panoramic view of a world crackling with possibilities, its future still undecided, its outlook still open. The world in 1913 was more modern than we remember, more similar to our own times than we expect, more globalized than ever before. The Gold Standard underpinned global flows of goods and money, while mass migration reshaped the world's human geography. Steamships and sub-sea cables encircled the earth, along with new technologies and new ideas. Ford's first assembly line cranked to life in 1913 in Detroit. The Woolworth Building went up in New York. While Mexico was in the midst of bloody revolution, Winnipeg and Buenos Aires boomed. An era of petro-geopolitics opened in Iran. China appeared to be awaking from its imperial slumber. Paris celebrated itself as the city of light -- Berlin as the city of electricity. Full of fascinating characters, stories, and insights, 1913: In Search of the World before the Great War brings a lost world vividly back to life, with provocative implications for how we understand our past and how we think about our future.