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Why We Raise Belgian Horses is available as a Kindle Countdown deal for the next few days. That means that it has started at 99 cents this morning, and will work its way up step by step until it is regular price again. As of post time, if you want to catch it at 99 cents, you have 1 day, 11 hours, 35 minutes, 23 seconds left. After that it goes to $1.99, and on up from there.

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Here’s a link to a video of a Socrates in the City address by Os Guinness on the difficulties of sustaining freedom. (I can’t seem to get it to embed here. Sorry.)

hat tip: Eric Metaxas, via Twitter and Facebook. On his website he also links to the video, but there he mentions in passing that it is available free to the public for a limited time. I hadn’t seen that little qualification anywhere else. But if the video goes away, or becomes a pay-for-view, or goes behind a members-only wall, don’t say I didn’t warn you.

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to ebooks in a big way.

 

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Shameless self-promotion

Not Exactly Allies is free for Kindle today and tomorrow. The other books in the series are 99 cents through the weekend.

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Free, Thursday only

Not Exactly Dead (MI5 1/2, Book One) will be free for Kindle download this Thursday, one day only.

Amazon Prime members may borrow the book for free, with no due date, any time from now until early next year. But Thursday, anyone who reads via Kindle can download a copy to keep.

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My thanks to those of you who participated in yesterday’s Kindle ebook giveaway of Why We Raise Belgian Horses. Freebies don’t count in the sales rankings of paid books, so the book is back down in the lower midlists after a fun flight amongst the bestsellers – but now it’s in a better position to generate ‘likes’ at Amazon, and reviews, and recommendations, and thus generate sales that will show up (and that put money in my pocket). That’s all I can hope for, from a giveaway.

Well, that, and hope that people who like this one might buy another one of my books, or give this one as a gift, in ebook, trade paperback, or large print.

Or that they’ll link to the book from their website or at Twitter or Facebook, or feature it in their affiliate links, all of which (as I understand it) combine with sales data to drive up the “Relevance” ranking at Amazon.

Welcome to the wacky world of publishing, where everything is a calculated risk, at best.

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As of 6:11 p.m. Mountain, the Amazon rankings for Why We Raise Belgian Horses:

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I’ve been maintaining for years that many ‘studies’ and some ‘social scientists’ are not employing anything like reasonable, much less respectable, methods, and should not be given any standing. Now, thanks to a fellow who has been the darling of the liberal press despite having made up much of his data, we’re getting articles like this: The Chump Effect: Reporters are credulous, studies show, by Andrew Ferguson (Weekly Standard, December 5, 2011.)

I take a swing at sloppy, slanted, ‘social science’ in more than one of my books. Here are a couple of excerpts from Not Exactly Allies, starting with the beginning of the book:

1 – THE CALLS

“Hallo?”

“Durand? Is that you?”

“Who wants to know?”

“Sorry. Hugh here. Did you know men and women see things differently?”

Pause.

“Well, yes,” Leandre Durand said at last, slowly, obviously not quite sure where his British friend was leading with this phone call.

“Sorry, I didn’t put that very well.”

“Perhaps not.”

“What I mean to say is that women not only put their own spin on things, they actually see differently. I’ve been studying it. You should see some of these studies. They put a group of girls in a room and drop hundreds of dollar bills all at once, and the girls see everything at once and rarely grab a bill. They just jump and giggle and grab thin air, mostly. You put boys in the same room, drop an equivalent flurry of bills, and they can isolate them and wind up with booty.”

“My Perrine says such experiments only show that men like to prove their prowess and women are happy just to play.”

“That’s a new twist. I hadn’t thought of that.”

“Or perhaps the people performing the experiment have, one hopes inadvertently, prepared the girls differently leading into the experiment. It is hard to say. Certainly boys and girls are different, but children like to please grownups who pay them the least little attention, and psychologists, alas, are prone to pet theories.”

“I’d have to say I’d noticed that. Odd theories, too, some of them.”

“But of course. You cannot make your name with a discovery of something that makes sense. Not in some circles, at least. Excuse me a little minute, if you please.”

Richard Hugh was astonished to hear gunshots and glass shattering. Being experienced, he held his tongue. Durand would get back to him when he could. If he could.

And:

[Richard had] never liked the man, and the more contact he’d had with the fellow over the years, the more animosity there’d been. But it had always been a personal dislike. It bothered Richard that he hadn’t figured out the man was susceptible to outside influences. He told his wife so.

“Bah,” said Emma. “Orchard had a reputation for being easy to manipulate.”

“No, he didn’t.”

“I’ll amend that. Orchard had a reputation amongst women for being easy to manipulate.”

“Maybe by women,” Richard groused. “I don’t know a man who didn’t find the fellow impossible to deal with.”

Emma grinned, and swept her husband into a hug. “But, darling. He fancied himself to be totally rational. Nobody but nobody is more susceptible to outside input than a man who thinks he’s rational and is proud of that fact. Especially one whose idea of ‘reason’ is based almost entirely on formal studies of college students who volunteer to be guinea pigs.”

“Which of course tells you something about college students who volunteer to be guinea pigs, but nothing much whatsoever about adults, children, or college students who have better things to do,” Richard said.

“Absolutely. Change the subject, luv.”

“Why?”

“Because I’m in your arms and don’t want to think about men who treat everyone’s emotions but their own as symptoms of something.”

Richard leaned down and kissed her. He made it a long and tender kiss. When he came up for air he said, “There. I couldn’t think of an intellectual subject I wanted to discuss, so I opted for pure emotion. I hope that meets your criteria for changing the subject?”

She pulled him back into a kiss, which he correctly took as a yes.

Not Exactly Allies is also available in Kindle, Nook, and Large Print.

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This Albert Mohler interview with historian Thomas S. Kidd covers a variety of topics, from The Great Awakening to religious persecution in early America.

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Gerard Nadal writes:

This book addresses one of the burning issues of our day. With prenatal diagnostics leading to the abortions of the less-than-perfect among us, with parents who are frightened into paralysis by these diagnoses and a medical establishment increasingly surrendering to the cowardice of eugenics, over thirty mothers and three fathers of special needs children have stepped forward to share their journeys.

If one is looking for a feel-good easy read, this book isn’t it. This book tells the story of fear, bewilderment, broken hopes and dreams, and the triumph of love in all of its raw and untamed beauty. It is a window into the human soul, into souls that have been forever transformed by children whose needs call forth what love demands most:

Sacrifice.

For those of us who have known the unspeakable beauty of being loved by another, we know that the love we have experienced has come at a cost to the one who has loved us. They have given us their time, attention; material, spiritual and emotional substance. They have accepted us with our strengths and pursued us in spite of our weaknesses–even because of our weaknesses. They have wrapped us in their love and esteem, and lifted us to heights we never could have attained by our own efforts.

That is the sort of love that flows through this book like a rampaging river, overflowing the banks that would contain it, and flooding the surrounding countryside. It is the sort of love that is desperately sought after in a world desperate for authentic love, and purpose, and meaning.

The stories in this book are the stories a frightened and weary world needs to hear, a world that has bought into the counterfeit culture for so long it mistakes love’s essence–sacrifice–with servility, and fails to see its reciprocity…

Read the whole thing.

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