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It's important, I think, to be able to laugh at ourselves;
a little levity can make the most humiliating experiences more bearable.
In Devil in the Details, Jennifer Traig lightens the account
of her childhood bouts with scrupulosity - a rare and extreme form of
obsessive compulsive disorder - with humor, recalling countless embarrassing
episodes and details about her evolution from a mysophobe with a prayer
fixation to a compulsively kosher anorexic, and various combinations
in
between. In looking back on "the Jenny Show," she endears her
wacky self to readers the way she most certainly did not to her family
and friends while growing up. The whole Traig family was quirky, but Jennifer's
disorder catapulted them into the realm of sitcom fodder. In one instance,
she matter-of-factly explains: "I was wearing paper hats and talking
to the bookcases. It was sad and annoying, but it was also fairly entertaining,
and we didn't have cable." Judging by the tone of this courageous
memoir, it's clear Jennifer Traig has come to terms with her weirdness.
It takes guts to out yourself as a weirdo; if she can do it, we all can. |
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Urban
Tribes The greatest achievement of Ethan Watters' Urban
Tribes is, it stands as proof that the cult of the unmarried 30-year-old
is widespread enough to make Watters writes engagingly about the tribes he encountered through his research, but his reporter role is sometimes obscured by his affinity for his own tribe. At a party in Philadelphia whose purpose is to examine a tribe's structure, the author neglects to inquire about the sacrifices and family-like roles the partygoers take on and instead compares their behavior to his friends'. Watters faces a lot of difficulty forming a solid explanation for why these tribes matter so much, and his writing is dry at times, especially considering that his subject is friendship. Without the overanalyzing, Urban Tribes may have been a more entertaining read. Sketching out the many groups encountered would allow the charm of the "urban tribe" to speak for itself. -Karen Nicoletti |
San Francisco journalist Christopher Cook's Diet for a Dead Planet is a comprehensive look into the state of the food industry and the truth and consequences of our current practices. It could be a reference book in classrooms from Economics to Food Science, and for the real gore hound, there is plenty of that, too. The facts are staggering and Cook reveals them in a manner as riveting as any work of fiction. As Cook explains, "The way we make, market and eat food today creates rampant illness, hunger, poverty, community disintegration, and ecological degradation - and threatens our future food supply." He supports this assertion with numerous horror stories: The duplicity and greed of corporations and the government lead to the foreclosure of many family farms, leaving farmers "standing in bread lines knee deep in wheat." Workers are bussed in from across the border to toil long hours in blood and shit, only to suffer chronic movement disorders or mangled limbs for processed pork products and a chance at the American dream. Then there's the shit spill in North Carolina, where 25 million pounds of waste from a corporate hog farm spilt into a nearby river; twice as large as the Exxon Valdez oil spill, it killed 10 million fish, and was not an isolated incident. Luckily, Cook concludes with ways we can try to minimize the destructive impact of agribusiness and the corporate food industry. Organic, nongenetically modified carrot, anyone?
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