The Four Dominions: All The Words Of This Life, by George N. Holman
[Note: This book was given free of charge by BookLook/WestBow Press in exchange for an honest review.]
When I was reading this book, I was reminded of the worst book that I had ever read . This book isn’t quite that bad, but it’s in the same ballpark, or playing in the same league. It is difficult to conceive of what the author of this book expected people to think when he wrote and then self-published this book. There were enough typos in the book to make it obvious that the author could have used some copyediting help, which is nothing to be ashamed of, but the book is incoherent on the larger level, so much so that what the author needed most of all was something to sit him down and tell him both honestly and gently that he is not qualified to be a writer, that his reading himself and his family and his obscure little church into biblical history is embarrassing, and that the United States military was likely accurate when they gave the author a medical discharge for mental illness. There are plenty of people who struggle with mental illness who nevertheless manage to write and write well, speaking from personal experience, but most such people, unlike the author, manage to restrain their tendency from considering themselves to be pivotal people in biblical history. When writing about the Bible, humility is a good place to begin, something this author cannot conceive of.
Given the delusions of grandeur and high-level incoherence that this book is filled with, it is difficult to give an accurate picture of the contents of this book. That said, the rough outline of the book is that the author views the millennium as having begun in 2001 and views history and biblical prophecy  through a particularly skewed perspective that views the United States and Europeans as Gentiles, views America as being a Gentile Democracy, views Obama as being a messianic figure (not a joke, sadly), and views America’s presidents in the 20th and 21st centuries as being figures from the beasts of Daniel and Revelation, as aspects of the Anti-Christ, in other words. The book is full of endless symbolism and is a textbook example of why Bible commentators should not read into scripture based on their own biases and vanity and ego, but should rather seek to read out of the Bible and apply its precepts and principles to our own thoughts and behavior. It is stunning that no one apparently was able or willing to let the author know that he was going about this book the wrong way.
Reading books like this, as unpleasant as the task often is, is a worthwhile thing for a writer to do. We read great books to acquire their tone and their approach and to become a better writer by osmosis, which is one of the reasons why good writers almost without exception are good readers as well, because familiarity with good prose gives us something to emulate. On the other hand, sometime we need to read horrible prose as a reminder of what we are trying to avoid and overcome, although we should not read it often enough to copy it. This book is misconceived on every level, and at some point during the months or years it took the author to write this book, it is a shame that no one told him that he was making himself look absolutely ridiculous and this his ideas about the biblical prophecy and about American history were completely erroneous, and that they would only humiliate him to be more widely known, but if anyone attempted to dissuade the author from beclowning himself as he has done here, it was as unsuccessful an effort as this miserable book is. Reading it, it is hard to imagine the author could have expected anything different than intensely hostile reviews and reception from readers of the book, had he even had a shred of self-knowledge or familiarity with other similar efforts.
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