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This book is an excellent source for material concerning skeletal muscle from the molecular level to physical application. This book is a graduate level book with as up to date information as is possible short of actual journal articles. This book would make a great addition to any library. I recomend this book to all persons interested in becoming (or current)physical therapists, exercise and muscle physiologists etc. If you are a professor at the college level and teaching >400 or graduate level classes consider this one.

I had this book as a text book for a skeletal muscle physiology class. I found the style of this book to be very hard to follow. This book presents a jumbled account of scientific research concerning skeletal muscle. Such an account may be helpful to a scientist in this field of research who already knows the basics concerning skeletal muscle structure, growth and function. However, if you are a student or lay person who wants a broad overview of skeletal muscle, you will have to weed through alot of jumble in order to find it in this book.

In the first half of States of Injury, Wendy Brown's critique of traditional feminism and more broadly identity politics as a whole was based upon the principle that the "I am" clause used by many marginalized groups should be avoided because of its universalizing and finalizing nature. In its place, such groups should focus on the "What I want for us" clause, because of its potential fluidity and room for political action. In the second half of the book, Brown addresses, among other things, the question of what should be desired from a gendered postmodern perspective.
Brown's scathing critique of classical liberalism begins to take shape as she attacks the litigious nature of modern state politics, and more specifically, she builds her case against a rights-based discourse for feminism. Rights require cultural and historical context, and without those important brushstrokes, their picture cannot be painted because of their amorphous or perhaps even polymorphous nature. Brown insists that rights must not be confused with equality and that they "are more likely to become sites of the production of identity as injury than vehicles of emancipation" (Brown 1995, 134). Rights then should be avoided as a political goal, but they should not be avoided altogether. Rights may well serve as a means to an end, their usefulness should not be overlooked as a step in realizing larger goals, but once again, Brown has demonstrated that focusing on rights, like focusing on identity, is a finalizing process; a rights discourse ends the conversation. What happens once rights are granted? If a woman's rights are violated it is then up to the state to uphold those rights as they have been written into law. Protection is then institutionalized, creating a female dependence on state power. There is no discussion of transcending the existing patterns of male dominance within the masculinist state because women have been granted equality under law. The liberal philosophy of writing rights into law thus entrenches and subjugates women into the existing systems of traditional subordination, allowing no real way out of the cycle of dependency, protection and regulation. As much as I was hoping for Brown to articulate some sort of policy prescriptions, or a potential way out of this structure of dominance, I did not see it. Brown herself admits that the final essay develops more than answers the questions that she raises and "it does not build toward policy recommendations or a specified political program" (173). If rights must be seen as a means and not an end, what is the end? It seems that Brown's critical analysis is arguing for a radical transformation or complete transcension of the late modern political structures found in the liberal state. Is the best hope for feminism to be found in the private sphere, away from the state? What is the way out for Brown's structural-historical analysis of feminine subordination? Is her answer to be found in the last sentence of the book? Here she suggests that "feminists can both exploit and subvert, but only by deeply comprehending in order to strategically outmaneuver its contemporary masculinist ruses" (196). It is great to understand, and it may be the first step to political action, but comprehending is not action in itself.

This book looks at how gender and the political theories of our time (liberalism, theories of the state, Foucault, etc.) intersect. I have only read three of the chapters so far, which are self-contained, and I enjoyed them very much. Brown's response to Catherine MacKinnon is especially well-argued and helpful: she draws out how Marxism influences MacKinnon's thought, and then shows how Mackinnon's thought demonstrates the extent to which freedom for women can be incompatible with freedom in general. The prose could be better.

The illustations and directions for doing individual exercises across a variety of different kinds of equipment are excellent, as is the discussion of the pros and cons of the alternatives. However information targeted for the development of strength training programs is elementary and not enough is provided for you to make intelligent variations on the sample programs. So, for example, what is the objective of a strength training program: Should you try to include exercise which tap all the muscles illustrated (in their excellent diagram)? If the goal is to simply include those used in daily living, what are they exactly? Is anything gained by exercising a given muscle in multiple exercises? What is the philosphy behind the selection of exercises in the sample programs? What accounts for the differences between workouts organized by equipment type (eg free weights vs machines) and those organized by program style (eg single vs multiple sets)? In addition, and frustrating for a training novice, there are a number of cross-referencing failures and inconsistencies in vocabulary: for example, are leg and hip adduction and abduction the same thing? How do 'hamstrings' map to the muscles named in the anatomical illustration? It would also have been useful to have a table relating the exercises to the muscles exercised to help the reader think more clearly about how to put an exercise program together.

This guide will help you design your own program to fit your needs and wants. Well illustrated with photos, it's also clearly written. The book gives descriptions of free-weight work-outs along with multi-station and Nautilus-type machines, and even has a section on working with a partner. Complete and easy to read, it's perfect for me, a person who likes to work out but isn't an athlete. A chart of major muscle groups and corresponding exercises also helps define what's going on in your body. My only complaint: the human body illustration used to identify muscles is clearly a *guy*, which, though it doesn't take away from the book's effectiveness, seems a bit silly.

Despite the claim that this caters to the needs of plaintiffs, defendants and medical consultants, this book is primarily geared to the legal practitioner who needs a comprehensive background knowledge in medicine and clinical practice. This is so obvious when a major portion of the book is dedicated to "Medicine for Lawyers". The book gives a respectable overview of the nuances of medical practice. This may be helpful to the uninitiated prosecuting or defending a malpractice case. Those already deep into the practice of medical litigation will find it trite. I find it too expensive for its contents. There are other books on the subject matter with more meat at less cost.

Lewis overviews winning strategies for locating and selecting medical experts and consultants. The critical aspect of defendant performance within or below professional standards for clinical practice is explained, along with analysis of what type of expert witness could most effectively appraise and testify regarding these standards. The author concludes this discussion with a listing of resources for further investigation of experts and professional standards.

This is a well written, well organized, attractively designed and comprehensive book on using massage to improve athletic performance. Although it is written for use by sports massage specialists, it is also useful for athletes and coaches. As an amateur athlete and martial arts instructor, it helped me understand when and how to use massage before and after athletic events, and what benefits to realistically expect; when it is not advised; and how to do simple self-massage or partner massage. Fascinating snippets about the history of massage in sports liven it up.
The new, second edition is better organized than the original. It uses photographs instead of drawings to better illustrate massage techniques, includes many new charts and figures, and updated research on the benefits of sports massage. Learning outcomes and study questions for each chapter have been added. Lists of figures, tables, and history briefs make it easier to quickly find information, and the entire book has a more attractive design.

Required text for class. Our class felt this book could have been much better laid out and explained.

Although it would take a naïve person to believe that steroid abuse is not prevalent in sports, this preeminent novel highlights scandals and stories that have plagued the purity of sports. When Winning Cost too Much goes into detail about the negative affects of steroid abuse and how it is changing the nature of sports. Sports figures are idolized by society, but how can we idolize athletes that "cheat the system." Do we encourage our children to cheat on their math tests? This is a great book, that will have you questioning modern day sports.

This book is about winning at all costs in the sports world. Rampant use of drugs and steroids to enhance performances from Olympics to individual games show the decline in the sports ofr sports sake mentality. Two of my sons played sports as youngsters and high school athletes. The other was the best lifeguard in Pulaski, and one used steroids. I, on the other hand, have had to use them twice for a stubborn ear infection which just won't ever go away.

Winning costs too much in all aspects of life. When we win, that means that someone else loses. Fighting for the sake of winning in marriage, work competition, other debates, and just living day-to-day takes its toll on our health. If we win, we get overly excited putting stress on the heart. If we lose, it also puts too much stress on the heart and I'm not talking about our heart-strings (romance). We all want to win at whatever we try. Here lately, I don't seem to be winning at any of my endeavors and, believe me, that hurts more than having a heart attack, At least, that's a fast way to go and the pain goes away.

We have brought up this generation to win or don't ever try again. In earlier eras, it was war which took its toll on our young men who were trained to win at all costs. War kills indiscriminately. But so does retaliation, resentment, hate, and being torn apart by strangers who need not inerfere in our lives in the first place. Today, everyone is a critic and set out to hurt feelings and make ourselves felt. Who cares whether you actually know the person you are flailing out at and hurting their feelings? That makes it impersonal. It makes the critic feel important and gets his venom out of his system onto an unsuspecting victim randomly chosen.

It is rewarding to win ball games, band competitions, debates, disagreements over things which are very important to you; it is hard to always be the loser. I try so hard, and yet fail to achieve the things I want to do to leave a legacy behind to be a contributing citizen and someone what made a difference in her hometown. Not having money makes it a hundredfold harder to win at issues, political and otherwise, but important all the same. We are overlooked because we don't have influence and money for lawyers to fight our battles for us. We're on our own and have to take responsibility for our stands in all walks of life.

Sure, it is fun and rewarding to be a winner. But we can't always do it and should never depend on drugs or others to take the blame for our failures. I failed as a mother, though God knows I tried to protect and teach my sons the way they should act according to Abou Ben Adhem whose legacy was theat God blessed him because he loved his fellowman. I may not love men per se, and I certainly don't even like women very much, but I strive to be fair and just in all of my dealings with those in power and the poor homeless I see everyday on the public buses and at the public library. Life is not fair. But it is what we make it. Strive for winning without scandal, or unjust criticism. It can be done, and God willing, I will survive to fight other battles and win a few along the way.

much of the book is not of up to date usage

I have read many books and articles on first aid in the wilderness but none compare to Mr. Titlon's commons sense practicle approach. He does a very good job explaining what is approriate in the wilderness versus an urban setting. He also is very explicit in his directions on how to provide care.

Mr. Titlon also does a good job in organizing the book. One chapter feeds into the next.

In general I prefer the WFR course to be a conducted after someone is certified as a medical first responder so that they understand the legal differences. If you need to take both at the same time, this is an excellent course book.

Bruce A. Donato First Responder Instructor K & A First Aid

I listened to this book on tape. The book is forgetable. The bad guy turned 'mole' because of wife's deadly illness felt like an contrived 8th grade plot. The story is narrated through the bad guy's lawyer but is confusing since the lawyer is such a minor, minor character. The story is mostly 3rd person narrative based on the lawyer's ideas of what happened.

I really tried to enjoy this book, but it just couldn't catch my interest. I kept waiting for it to get interesting, and except for a brief period towards the end, it never did. There was an extra aspect of emotion for me because my father died of ALS when he was 59 and I was 24. So those parts were a bit difficult to read. But overall the story didn't enthrall me. I usually read novels in a weekend, and this one took over a month.

Of all of Turow's novels, I found this one the funniest, and the most wrenching. Robbie Feaver is indeed, as another reader wrote, a "train wreck." But then there is his wife in the last stages of ALS, still putting up with her husband's peccadillos, and Evan, the FBI agent assigned to be Robbie's "girlfriend." I was in love with all of them.

Turow creates a world that hangs together and suspends disbelief. I enjoy seeing characters show up from his other novels, and continuing references to locations in his Chicago-like Center City. The community and locations have a depth that I find lacking in Grisham (whose location descriptions reveal that he doesn't bother with research) and a humanity that Baldacci lacks.

This is classic Turow, complex and rich in characters, bewildering in its twists, and with an end that will leave you gasping.

Scott Turow is a magnificent writer, one of the great living American writers now that George V. Higgins is no longer in our midst.I won't say too much about it except to heartily recommend it to any serious reader who seeks eloquence and brilliance in the stories they read. There could be some readers who find this book tedious (those who seek a brisker pace like the works of John Grisham).
This book is brilliantly detailed and has endless substance.
Read it, you won't be disappointed. Those who haven't read his prior works will be introduced to a literary icon !! Jay Wickramasinghe, Citrus Heights, California

Robbie Feaver is a successful personal injury lawyer in Turow's Kindle County, and he plays the part to the hilt. He's a flashy dresser, plays women, drives an expensive car, the whole nine yards. Underneath the slick exterior, however, lurk some surprises. One of the surprises is that he has been bribing judges. It's not that he's a bad guy, it's just that he's a victim of the system. Now he's been discovered and must wear a wire to expose the corrupt judges.

PERSONAL INJURIES is, in many ways, a pretty good book. The characters are well-drawn, complex, and believable. The plot has some surprises in store for the reader, and the legal manuvering is interesting and clear. What's missing is a sense of urgency. The story meanders along and, while the problems confronted have some intensity, they aren't really compelling. This isn't one of those books where you just want to keep turning the page to see what will happen next.

Promotional blurbs on the back cover describe PERSONAL INJURIES as "smashing...absorbing" and describe a legal "thriller". Unfortunately, it falls a little short of theose adjectives. Well-written and possessing great chacterization it is, but there's not much action and it lacks the pace of a first-rate thriller.

I purchased this book because I had read some great reviews. I was immensely disappointed and wish I hadn't wasted the time suffering though the book. The characters are dull and not very likeable. By the end I really didn't care to know what happened to any of them.
One thing in paticular that irked me was that the author attempts to allude to a mystery surrounding the circumstances of the accident. However, by the time the mystery is revealed the reader is no longer interested. Overall, a boring book and a waste of money.

This is quite a book. I'm not even sure I liked it but I couldn't stop reading it. The characters are so clearly crafted that I'd wake up each day and wonder how Mark was doing. How's Karin today? I truly believed that if I flew to Nebraska tomorrow, they'd be there in Mark's crummy little trailer near the Platte River. The plot of the novel is quite convoluted and I think many people will find it hard to follow. I had to read many sections over again to try to understand what the heck was going on. But, in some ways, that's what the whole story is about...what do we understand and who are we really anyway. The books is filled with imposters. There are no heroes in this story, just flawed human beings groping each other and the world around them to figure out what they are doing here on Earth. The only constant, and maybe the only heroes of the story, are the cranes who migrate through Nebraska every year on a schedule that was drawn up about 2.5 million years ago. The cranes provide the only comfort for both the reader and the characters because they are a purposeful constant in the otherwise swirling mess of ambiguity the human brain creates to navigate the passge of time and people.

This novel, the winner of the 2006 National Book Award, addresses the question of how we know who we really are. This novel is extremely well-crafted and a worthwhile read. Intelligent and entertaining.

There is much interest in this book, but not enough to justify a novel of 451 closely-set pages. Set in Kearney, Nebraska, where migrating cranes come annually to forage around the Platte River, the vast sandhill countryside evokes pages of lyrical writing from the author that show his love for the area without necessarily awakening a similar rapture in the reader. Against this, he sets a story that is simple in its outlines. Mark Schluter, a mechanic in his mid-twenties, drives his truck off a road at night, for no apparent reason. Even when Mark emerges from his coma and regains most of his functions, he still refuses to recognize his sister Karin, who has given up her job to look after him, calling her a cunning look-alike sent to trick him. This apparently is a disorder called Capgras Syndrome, whose rarity brings celebrity neurologist Gerald Weber out to study the patient. As Mark improves in many respects, but degenerates in others, many other people are drawn into the web of remembering, rediscovering, and denying.

There are many stories here. There is the mystery of why Mark crashed, and who left a mysterious get-well note by his bedside, but the accident is really too commonplace for this to sustain the tension of the book. Another mystery surrounds a nurse's aide, Barbara Gillespie, who cares for Mark during his rehabilitation, but who seems to be more than her lowly position would imply; Barbara is a sympathetic character, but I think she would have been a lot more interesting if her origins had not been wrapped in mystery. Weber, a neurologist presumably modeled after Oliver Sacks (author of THE MAN WHO MISTOOK HIS WIFE FOR A HAT), is shown at a crisis in his personal life and career, but the author cannot decide between recounting a string of Sacksian case-histories and really exploring Weber as a person; by the time the book reaches its climax, it is hard to feel with him or to care. It is hard also to care about Mark himself, who is neither very interesting nor very likeable; he makes a very weak subject for everybody to get so worked up about.

In contrast, fortunately, there is Karin, by far the most fully-realized character in the book. Her year with Mark involves her going back into her past, examining her failing ambitions, her relationships with two former boyfriends, and her upbringing by fundamentalist parents. There is certainly material for an engaging small-town novel here on the lines of Ann Packer's THE DIVE FROM CLAUSEN'S PIER, though not at this length or diluted with so many other materials from so many different genres.

Where to start? How in the wide world did this heap of literary confusion warrant a National Book Award? What could have been a compelling mystery-driven plot is soured by poor dialogue, cartoonish characters with unbelievable quirks and motivations, and a profusion of overwrought similes and metaphors. A description of approaching verbal conflict between lovers: "They'd get onto thin ice within minutes, then stay out there, spinning arm and arm, a whole pairs freedance routine." That's just bad. I kept with it, thinking that the payoff of the solved mystery would make it all worthwhile. It doesn't.