Do you have any recommendations for Waco itself?
I'm a little over half way through Jeff Guinn's book on Waco. Someone else on the farms posted about it. I've soured on it because Jeff just casually brushes over Vicki Weavers death and leaves out that she was holding an infant at the time of her death. Or the fact that Vicki was not the intended target and FBI snipers shot at a fleeing man and a sixteen year old girl after shooting another man in the back. If he so easily leaves that very important fact out. I have to ask what else is he leaving out?
I get it's a book about Waco and not Ruby Ridge, but what happened at Ruby Ridge directly influenced Waco and McVeigh later. McVeigh even gets a bit in the book about him being there at the Waco siege.
The one the TV series is based on is great, though totally sympathetic to Waco and Koresh. Not that I am complaining, I am totally sympathetic to them as well. One thing to note is not everyone thought he was the Prophet but believed what he was doing was good anyway. The Branch Davidans are another reason why I love you Americans so much. These are real people, hoarding guns and reciting Bible verses, telling the Feds to fuck off.
For Ruby Ridge, the book co-written by Randy is great. If you are willing to spend the money, you might even find an autographed copy on eBay.
As for me, I have been reading Pascal. If you like Nietzsche's personal style (his entire form is knocked off from Pascal) but prefer a pro-Christian stance, then Pascal is for you. I am a doubter type so writers like Tennyson and Pascal appeal to me more than others. I can't say for how long though. The more I read, the more I realise how fruitless this is in discussing.
I read CS Lewis'
The Abolition of Man when travelling down the country. I haven't read much Lewis, but I enjoyed it. His writing is clear and crisp, Oxford English style, and I can see why he appeals to so many. So quotable and I love a man who venerates the Tao.
I also re-read Forster's
The Machine Stops. Best dystopian work ever, better than
Brave New World and
1984, fite me IRL:
Few travelled in these days, for, thanks to the advance of science, the earth was exactly alike all over. Rapid intercourse, from which the previous civilization had hoped so much, had ended by defeating itself. What was the good of going to Peking when it was just like Shrewsbury? Why return to Shrewsbury when it would all be like Peking? Men seldom moved their bodies; all unrest was concentrated in the soul.
It is funny, since I cannot stand anything else by Forster. One day I may go through his novels, purely because I love this work so much, but I struggle to move past the first chapter of any of them.