In The Name Of The Father

In this revelatory and genuinely groundbreaking study, François Furstenberg sheds new light on the genesis of American identity. Immersing us in the publishing culture of the early nineteenth century, he shows us how the words of George Washington and others of his generation became America's sacred scripture and provided the foundation for a new civic culture, one whose reconciliation with slavery unleashed consequences that haunt us still. A dazzling work of scholarship from a brilliant young historian, In the Name of the Father is a major contribution to American social history.

A cold war thriller involving conspiracy and counter-plots between the Vatican and the Kremlin.

What astonishing success the Name-of-the-Father has had! Everyone finds something in it. Who one's father is isn't immediately obvious, hardly being visible to the naked eye. Paternity is first and foremost determined by one's culture. As Lacan said, "The Name-of-the-Father creates the function of the father." But then where does the plural stem from? It isn't pagan, for it is found in the Bible. He who speaks from the burning bush says of Himself that He doesn't have just one Name. In other words, the Father has no proper Name. It is not a figure of speech, but rather a function. The Father has as many names as the function has props. What is its function? The religious function par excellence, that of tying things together. What things? The signifier and the signified, law and desire, thought and the body. In short, the symbolic and the imaginary. Yet if these two become tied to the real in a three-part knot, the Name-of-the-Father is no longer anything but mere semblance. On the other hand, if without it everything falls apart, it is the symptom of a failed knotting. - Jacques-Alain Miller

One of four innocent people convicted of a terrorist bombing in Guildford, England, tells of the miscarriage of justice that resulted in imprisonment for himself and members of his family, including his father, and describes the struggle to clear his name

In October of 1990, four members of Tracy's family were assassinated in Lebanon in what is still referred to as the worst massacre of the Lebanese Civil war. Those killed were her father Dany, her step-mother Ingred, and two step brothers, Tarek and Julian aged 7 and 5 respectively. Only Tracy's 1-year-old sister, Tamara, who was asleep in her crib and believed not to be seen during the raid, survived. Tracy was visiting in the United States at the time. Since those tragedies, she began to live and practice her messages of peace through her writing. Her first book published in France, 'Au Nom Du Pere' (In the Name of the Father) won the prestigious Prix Verite (Prize of Truth) by the city of Cannes, France in 1991. It is written in autobiographical form and speaks of her life growing up in a prominent political family during the civil war (1974 ' 1990) in Lebanon and it culminates with the assassination of her family members.

An award-winning Slovak novella and three additional short stories. This collection, by an author described as "the Slovak Kafka", shares a unique dark humor, along with a commitment to satire and truth. The novella features a nameless narrator reflectin

Dallas Homicide Detectives Tori Hunter and Samantha Kennedy investigate the murder of a Catholic priest who is found naked and strangled to death. A sex scandal threatens to erupt and cover-ups are soon revealed as their only suspect is found shot dead—mere hours after the murder. Soon details of the murder begin to surface and the secret life of a well-loved priest is exposed. Lies and deceptions unfold as the detectives work to solve the case—even as their superiors demand it be closed.

At the age of nineteen they handed you a rifle with a bayonet and dressed you up in a uniform ... and somehow, you managed to get your hands on a little, dark brown notebook and a pen. After the funeral, a grieving son starts reading the diary his dead father had kept during the Second World War. As he turns each page, searching for a trace of the man he remembers, a portrait of an individual unfolds; a figure made both strange and familiar through the handwritten observations, the yearnings and the confessions. Immanuel Mifsud tells a moving story of pain, warfare, and the things that connect us. As the narrator explores the diary and his own memories, he begins to recognise the man behind the words, the father whose death could release the truth of his life.