I keep seeing Chrysler commercials lauding the heroes of the revolution in The Hunger Games. They make me profoundly uncomfortable, but I can’t articulate why exactly. They made me actually cringe last weekend, when they were running during coverage of the Paris terrorist attacks.
Hockey announcers and the way they mangle the names of players that are not Anglo or French really bother me. Semin is not pronounced like semen; I’m confused why the diacritical isn’t used or why it isn’t Syomin in the NHL the way it was on his jersey in Sochi. Pietrangelo is not Peter-Angelo. How hard is it to ask a player how to pronounce their name and then write it down phonetically so it can be pronounced properly?
On the reading front, not much going on. I liked JCP’s short PsyCop, Memento. It’s from Jacob’s POV, and gives an interesting glimpse into his view of Vic. Since Vic narrates all the other PsyCop books, it’s a novel perspective.
I bought a couple of Patricia Veryan’s older books when they were release in ebooks. Eh, I tried reading Sanguinet’s Crown but find the characters to be caricatures and the writing to be not very good. Oh well.
Happy Turkey Day to any who celebrate it. I shall be off to Chicago to cling to The Biochemist.