What are you reading now?
The Panic Virus, Seth Mnookin, and boy, is it terrible. I first got into his writing a looong time ago when he wrote about his addiction for Salon, and while I wasn't that impressed with Hard News, I still thought it was pretty good. This book -- altho I sympathize mightily with the subject and don't mind having bought it because that supported actual science reporting/writing -- is just BAD, really. Something I already made fun of on G+: "Instead of thinking as F=ma as being wrong, think of E=mc2 as being
more right." Footnote to this immortal sentence: "Don't worry if you're having a hard time
following this oversimplified explanation of physics' most challenging
problem. For most of us, understanding special relativity is a little
like true love: We should consider ourselves lucky if we can grasp hold
of it for even one fleeting moment." Special relativity! A little like slippery soap in the bath: We should
consider ourselves lucky if we can grasp hold of it for even one
fleeting moment. OR: A little like trying not to drop an ice cube: We
should consider ourselves lucky if we can grasp hold of it for even one
fleeting moment. OR: A little like -- MAKE UP YOUR OWN, IT'S FUN.....
....yeah yeah, I know the audience he's writing for, and he's trying to emphasize how science really isn't dogmatic and no scientist will ever come out and say "there is no possible way this vaccine could harm a child" (although....anyone who's spent about fifteen minutes around doctors when a loved one is having a major health crisis will know that already, really). But, my GOD. It's also too short and just too shallow -- for example, why the fuck did the Lancet originally publish that study that arguably kicked off the whole crisis? I
don't care about all the supposed disclaimers "slapped" on it, why PRINT it in the first place? What do you
mean, the editor was young and inexperienced? The book is like 400
fucking pages long, couldn't there have been 2 pages on why the editor made this horrible, world-changing decision? (Or
was the space needed for fulminating about Twoo Wuv and extra-special
relativity?)
Then again, I'm glad he wrote the book, because my God, these people are batshit. "'He had the MMR and he's
autistic,' one mother said (on the BBC's Panorama)....'Overnight he had
the fever, the high temperature. Literally overnight. He was never the
same again. He stopped talking and his behaviour was bizarre.'"
OVERNIGHT your kid went autistic? What the actual fuck?
What did you just finish reading?
Mostly comfort reading -- some Pratchetts (I always go for the first three Witches books when I fall ill), two mysteries by B.J. Oliphant (mildly disappointing), Dead Souls by Ian Rankin (rather meh -- the strands just didn't come together). I really want to read something JUST A LITTLE MORE intellectually challenging, or at least stimulating, but that's not happening when I don't feel well. -- Oh, and I did read Pat Barker's Border Crossing, in which everyone was so unpleasant I was longing for the grown-up juvenile killer to throttle the smug divorcing shrink who'd put him away, but basically nothing happened. It was very very well-written, as is everything I've read by her so far, but seriously, Nothing Happened.
What do you expect to read next?
This always stymies me. NOT NONFICTION. Probably not another mystery. Not more rereads dear God. Maybe Seven Gothic Tales -- I think the last time I read that was about ten? years ago -- maybe some Christina Stead, maybe Dorothy Sayers....possibly....