What I read in May

My plan to write here often has, not unexpectedly, failed. I can believably blame for this my two week trip to Uruguay and so I will. To get back into it, here's a list of what I've read last month: Another Day of Life by Ryszard Kapuściński, a Polish correspondent in Angola during the civil war in 1975. This was an enjoyable if demanding book and I'm glad I have a bunch more book to read by him. I got a nice omnibus edition by Spanish publisher Anagrama. Zealot by Reza Aslan. I don't really know what compelled me to read this. I found it in the flea market at Boxhagener Platz and got it on a whim, as, despite my (healthy, I think) distrust of talk-show bestselling star authors, I do have a thing for books about the roots of Christianity, and particularly about its original cast of characters. This book is fine, if you have read nothing about this before. It does a bizarre thing, though: it has a bunch of notes at the end, but they are not referenced at all in the text. So I ended up…