Book Review:  The Quickening: Creation and Community at the Ends of the Earth by Elizabeth Rush

Elizabeth Rush is the author of Rising: Dispatches from the New American Shore, a study of the effects of global warming and rising sea levels on vulnerable places and communities. In The Quickening she continues her studies of the impact on the environment of a warming world. In 2019, she joined the first scientific expedition to ever visit the massive Thwaites Glacier in Antarctica. During a brief window when the area around the glacier was not completely ice-bound, the crew and scientists aboard the Nathaniel B. Palmer grappled with inclement weather, dodging icebergs and sometimes having to break through surface ice to reach their destination. Once there, Rush assisted the various teams, conducted interviews, and recorded her experiences. She clarifies that in the past the exploration of Antarctica was very much the realm of affluent white males; there was a distinct lack of women and minorities on early research teams. In the modern era, however, the situation is being somewhat rectified.

The emphasis on exploration, discovery, and scientific achievement with a view to mitigating disasters wrought by climate change is only one of the major threads in this intense, multifaceted book. Early on Rush makes it clear that she deeply desired to have a child, but she was concerned that her yearning for motherhood conflicted with the need to minimize humankind’s global carbon footprint with a view to saving the planet. However, it is not as simple as mathematical calculations. She writes that “having children can be an act of radical faith that life will continue, despite all that assails it.” And: “I can celebrate the idea that to have a child means having faith that the world will change, and more importantly, committing to being a part of the change yourself.” Her longing to be a mother suffuses the narrative and adds a personal dimension to it. Even if we succeed in making radical societal and personal adjustments to combat climate change, it will take time to turn things around. Our children and grandchildren and many generations to come will reap the rewards of our sacrifices, and for their sakes everything we can do to make a difference is worthwhile.

As the story of the voyage continues, Rush alternates accounts of the activities aboard ship amidst snow flurries and icebergs with an account of her life afterwards. She does indeed become pregnant, and as the child grows in her womb, she continues to study literature on personal and societal responsibility for Earth’s changing environment. She discovers, for instance, that it was a major oil company that spent hundreds of millions of dollars in advertising to popularize the concept of the personal carbon footprint. She writes: “The narrative that individuals are responsible for both the climate crisis and slowing its acceleration via different consumer choices was crafted and drilled into us by one of the highest-emitting companies in the world.” She expresses rage “for the time I lost feeling ashamed for wanting to become a mother” and the determination to make “central to one’s position in the world, the possibility of that world’s continuation.”

Late in Rush’s pregnancy COVID-19 forces the world into isolation. Now that things have somewhat opened up again, it’s easy to forget how tense things were back then when the hospitals were filling up with patients and hundreds of thousands and then millions were dying. I remember doing the weekly grocery shopping in the early hours of a weekday morning when fewer people were around, how the supermarket shelves emptied of certain needed items, how most people wore masks in enclosed areas, and how all communal activities were canceled. During the pandemic, Rush is hyper-cautious for the sake of the new life within her as she continues to write about the urgency of valuing our planet enough to safeguard it from disaster.

At the bottom of the copyright page of The Quickening is a statement from the publisher that it “is committed to ecological stewardship” and that the book is printed “on acid-free 100% postconsumer-waste paper.” This is a specific example of a step that environmentally-conscious companies can take to mitigate climate change. The message of this book, then, is both cautionary and hopeful. Yes, climate change is happening and the world is warming; however, instead of despairing we need to commit to doing what we can to make the planet a better place for future generations.

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“The Hospice” Has Just Appeared in Illustrated Worlds Magazine

I am pleased to announce that my short story “The Hospice” has just been published in Illustrated Worlds Magazine: Volume 6, Summer 2024. It is a meticulously rendered slick magazine with innovative and attractive layout and interior artwork to illustrate each story.

In my story: A nurse in a hospice near a battlefield of the future refuses evacuation to remain behind and receive a drone bearing one last soldier, who turns out to be a severely wounded teenage girl. As the enemy approaches, nurse and patient enter a virtual world together, where they confront their individual traumas and seek healing.

Here’s the website description of the contents: Graced with mystical artwork by the incomparable Ruben Aldenhoven of the Netherlands on the cover, this issue contains illustrations by Nick Stevens, Phil Longmeier, Reggie Thomas, Kirsty Greenwood, Aidonas, Steve Bentley and J. Cox. There are stories of mechanical reptiles to enjoy, along with enduring love, deities fallen on hard times, the ravages of war and … well, bedbugs. Read imaginative tales told by master storytellers Stetson Ray, L. Chan, Christopher Bond, Johnathon Heart, Anthony Regolino, John Walters and more. It’s the perfect summer reading companion. You can order print or digital copies from the publisher’s website

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Book Review:  The Bezzle by Cory Doctorow

A few months ago I attended an author event featuring Neal Stephenson and Cory Doctorow, ostensibly to promote Doctorow’s new book The Bezzle. However, they spoke little about The Bezzle, instead launching into a fascinating discussion of the internet, Big Tech, and the enshitification (degradation and decay) of major online platforms. This caused me to pick up a copy of Doctorow’s 2023 book The Internet Con, which exposes the strategy of Big Tech (and other major industries) to circumvent current laws and establish monopolies. The Bezzle, although a novel, because of its verisimilitude is equally paranoia-inducing.

The Bezzle is the second in a series about the recurring character Martin Hench, a forensic accountant who, for large fees, goes after decrepit rich people stealing large amounts of money from their investors, their partners, or the public. The book opens on Catalina Island, playground of the wealthy, where Hench (whose nickname is Marty) has gone with his millionaire friend Scott for some R&R. “There’s no crime on Catalina” becomes an ironic catchphrase, because they uncover a scheme by some of the ultra-rich denizens to deprive the Catalina locals of their hard-earned wages and plunge them deeply into debt. Compared to other things these amoral fiends are involved in it’s not even that lucrative; it is more played like some sort of sadistic game. About a third of the way into the book we learn what bezzle means. It comes from the word “embezzlement,” of course, and refers to “the weeks, months, or years that elapse between the commission of a crime and its discovery. This is the period, incidentally, when the embezzler has his gain and the man who is embezzled feels no loss.”

Marty and Scott manage to thwart the scheme on Catalina, outraging some powerful people in the process, but later they stumble upon a far larger crime that victimizes multitudes more people: nothing less than the embezzlement of the California prison system. Scott is sent to prison on a drug charge, which causes he and Marty to discover what is happening. I shouldn’t really tell you too much about how they react and deal with the situation because that would be a major spoiler; you should have the pleasure of discovering these things for yourself. This novel is fun, exciting, and eye-opening. I like its unusual premise, and I especially enjoy the economic, political, and technological details that Doctorow shares, all of which, as I said, have the air of verisimilitude. It makes you wonder if there is any honesty at all to be found in the higher echelons of wealth, government, and high tech. It certainly emphasizes that there are predators out there in high places who desire nothing more than to suck everyone else’s money into their own coffers.

All that aside, it’s a rousing tale with an unusual hero, and it makes me look forward to reading more stories with further adventures of the intrepid Martin Hench. The Bezzle is volume two in the series, by the way, but it is self-contained; you don’t have to have read the first book, Red Team Blues, to appreciate it. However, if you enjoy The Bezzle as much as I did, you’ll probably be seeking it out.

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About Love Children: A Novel

It is the mid-1970s.  The Summer of Love and the Woodstock Music Festival have come and gone.  Into the atmosphere of cynicism and doubt following the wild optimism of the youth revolution the Love Children, raised from birth by benevolent aliens, come home to Earth.  Sexually free, telepathic, and honest to the extreme, they are appalled to find that the world they left behind is full of darkness and deceit. As they set about using their extraordinary powers to bring light and unity back to their world, they run up against a sinister alien force intending to keep it in darkness.

This is my first novel, a science fiction tale that contrasts the telepathically advanced and pacifistic alien culture that the human orphans are brought up in with the selfish and violent societies on Earth to which they return to search for their parents. It’s a fast-paced science fiction adventure set in exotic locales such as Nepal, India, Pakistan, Afghanistan, Thailand, Greece, the San Francisco Bay area, and a spacecraft orbiting Earth.

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Book Review:  Slow Productivity: The Lost Art of Accomplishment Without Burnout by Cal Newport

It was serendipitous that Slow Productivity came to my attention when it did. I have been in the midst of finalizing my latest book, a collection of memoirs and essays, but at the same time have been juggling numerous other creative and income-sustaining projects. I came to the realization that I was trying to do too much, too fast, and that as a result the book’s overall quality might suffer. I decided to pare down my tasks, to put some of them on the back burner, so that I could take the time to make the book the best it could possibly be. When I began to read Slow Productivity, I acquired reinforcement and justification.

As Newport explains, the title places modern day hyper-fast productivity in the context of the slow revolution, which was initiated by the concept of Slow Food. The arrival of a McDonald’s fast food restaurant at the Piazza di Spagna near the Spanish Steps in Rome prompted a journalist named Carlo Petrini to launch the Slow Food movement as a rebellion against fast food and a celebration of quality cooking and longer, more communal meals. This gave rise to other movements such as Slow Cities, Slow Medicine, Slow Schooling, Slow Media, and Slow Cinema. Newport applies slow principles to productivity, particularly that of knowledge workers, a category that includes businesspeople, tech workers, writers, artists, teachers, and others.

Newport breaks down his philosophy of slow productivity into three principles: do fewer things, work at a natural pace, and obsess over quality. He states that “this philosophy rejects busyness, seeing overload as an obstacle to producing results that matter,” and that the new standard should be “accomplishment without burnout.” He is committed to “rethinking the very notion of productivity itself.” This mindset is particularly valuable for workers who are able to organize their own time.

Once Newport has defined his philosophy, he plunges into each of the three principles in depth, with examples of people who have successfully implemented them and practical suggestions of how to make them work. Not all of the suggestions are for everyone, of course; you have to fit the principles to your own situation and see how they apply. Some advice is better fitted for those who work in organized businesses and companies, while other advice better suits freelancers. The point is that everyone can benefit from switching to slow productivity instead of maintaining the frenetic pseudo-accomplishment of always appearing to be busy but actually getting very little work of real significance done.

One stark example I appreciated was that of the Beatles. They were at the height of their fame when they got fed up with touring and decided to stop. Instead, they holed up in a studio for over four months – far longer than they had ever spent on an album before – and emerged with the masterpiece Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band, which drastically altered the modern music scene. Newport cautions, though, about the fine line between progress and perfectionism. It is important to keep moving forward and not to get bogged down in an effort to make everything perfect.

Some of the practical advice in Slow Productivity I can take or leave, but in its definitions of general principles of artistic behavior, the book couldn’t have come at a better time. And it is important to point out that slow productivity does not mean less productivity. In fact, if you focus on key projects instead of scattering your attention all over the place, take the time to think and plan and work at a pace that is natural for you, and strive for quality in whatever you do, you will most likely accomplish far more than you used to when you might have appeared busy but in fact were futilely spinning your wheels.

As I mentioned earlier, I had already set out on a similar path when I came across this book, but it served as terrific positive reinforcement in my resolve to improve my schedule and in turn my work. Highly recommended.

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Book Review:  Empire of Ice and Stone: The Disastrous and Heroic Voyage of the Karluk by Buddy Levy

At the heart of this account of a compelling tragic adventure in the far north is a comparison of two very different styles of leadership: one single-mindedly selfish, and the other heroically self-sacrificial. Empire of Ice and Stone tells the true story of the Karluk, the flagship of the Canadian Arctic Expedition, which left Nome, Alaska, in July of 1913 enroute to Herschel Island off the north coast of Alaska. It never reached its destination. Instead, it became helplessly trapped in polar ice and commenced drifting westward, encased in a large floe, until it was north of the Siberian coast.

The captain of the Karluk, Robert Bartlett, managed to oversee the evacuation of the ship and most of its supplies before the floe crushed the ship and it sank. He then supervised an odyssey of the survivors over dangerous pack ice to nearby Wrangel Island, a barren, storm-swept wasteland in the East Siberian Sea. The pitiful encampments of survivors included crewmembers, scientists, two Eskimo hunters, and the wife and two young daughters of one of the hunters. Under terrible conditions they lived off the ship’s stores and whatever seals, foxes, polar bears, and birds they could find. Sometimes they were reduced to eating nothing but sealskins and blubber. Realizing their desperate plight, Captain Bartlett and one of the hunters undertook a hazardous winter journey over the sea ice to the mainland and then seven hundred miles overland across the northern Siberian coast to find a ship that would take them back to Alaska, inform the authorities about the survivors, and mount a rescue mission. Bartlett’s thoughts were always on the lives entrusted to him and how he could save them.

In contrast, the leader of the Canadian Arctic Expedition, Vilhjalmer Stefansson, was obsessed with the expedition as a means to further his own career. Under his orders, the Karluk packed quickly and haphazardly and left Nome with insufficient winter clothing for all of its members. He initially sailed aboard the Karluk, but as soon as it became trapped in the ice, Stefansson jumped ship, ostensibly for a hunting expedition, and was not aboard when the floe in which it was trapped broke loose and began drifting to the west. Historians still debate whether Stefansson left because he knew the ship was in danger or because he was sincerely hunting caribou, as he said, but in fact at that time it was well known that there were very few caribou left in that part of Alaska. His main failure came afterwards: instead of reporting the Karluk‘s peril and doing everything in his power to rescue the people trapped on the ice floe, he dismissed the fate of the ship, put it out of his mind, and carried on with the expedition he hoped would make him rich and famous. In effect he abandoned those whose lives had been entrusted to him.

Most of this gripping narrative, though, focuses on the survival efforts of those trapped on Wrangel Island and on Captain Bartlett and his companion’s heroic efforts to rescue them. It is a well-told true adventure that I highly recommend.

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On Reading The Lord of the Rings for the Fifteenth Time; Part Three: The Return of the King and Appendices

The third volume of The Lord of the Rings, The Return of the King, is full of epic-scale heroic deeds: the passage of Aragorn, Legolas, Gimli, and the Dunedain through the paths of the dead; the ride of the Rohirrim to relieve the siege of Minas Tirith; the vanquishing of the dark captain of the Nazgul during the battle of the Pelennor Fields; the final march of the armies of the West to the Black Gate of Mordor; and, of course, Frodo and Sam’s trek through the wastelands of Mordor to cast the ring into the fiery chasm of Mount Doom. Numerous passages touch me deeply and move me to tears. Tolkien makes it starkly clear that strength of arms alone cannot defeat Sauron; the allies of the West must rely on courage, honor, friendship, loyalty, and self-sacrifice. In Frodo and Sam we come to realize that the smallest of people can become the greatest of heroes. Each of us must fulfill our destiny with sincerity and heroism.

Rereading the trilogy this time reminded me of why I was so drawn to the story when I was young. Back then it gave me an impression of noble intent and of the implacable contrast between good and evil. Having now lived much of my life, I realize that honorable virtues are often called for in the many decisions and deeds that impact each of our journeys. The Lord of the Rings is so popular because it reminds us of the need to claim our destinies amidst the ever-changing vagaries of existence.

This reading, then, brought me a lot of joy and a touch of nostalgia. And it caused me to feel great empathy with Frodo as he completes his quest and returns to the Shire. I set out on my own quest long ago. I journeyed into far countries and even raised a family overseas. It was all in the nature of a grand adventure. When I came back to the States, and eventually back to Seattle, it wasn’t the same to me. My homeland had changed somewhat, but even more I had changed. I’m not the same person I was when I left, and even though I have returned and am once again living in the city where I was born, I feel somewhat ill at ease and out of place. I feel like a stranger in a strange land. Once again I am reminded of what I wrote near the end of my memoir World Without Pain: “Perhaps the journey itself, the search, was the point of it all. But if it was then there was no end, no goal, no destination. One could not arrive; one could not rest, except intermittently. And home? I couldn’t go home again. Home was an abstraction from which one commenced a particular phase of the journey, not an absolute.” After being gone for so many decades and living so much life it’s hard for me to settle in and be comfortable.

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A few words should be said about the appendices at the end of The Return of the King. I’m sure that many people, when they come to the end of the primary narrative, ignore them. For several of my readings when I was young I was so disappointed when the tale came to a close that I read every word of the end matter. With this reading I have been a bit more selective, reading some of the history but passing by some of the lists of lineages and intricacies of the languages.

In my opinion, readers interested in the goings-on of Middle Earth should not ignore the appendices. Through them you get a glimpse of the background to the events in the trilogy, and you can also find out what happens to the heroes after the main story ends. Appendix A, “Annals of the Kings and Rulers,” offers tales of the Numenorean kings, of the realm of Gondor, of the Rohirrim, and of the Dwarves. It includes the touching story of Aragorn and Arwen, and tells of what happens to Arwen after Aragorn dies. Appendix B is called “The Tale of Years,” and it is a chronology of events in Middle Earth, but within the lists are hidden gems: brief accounts of deeds and adventures. In this appendix is the section “Later Events Concerning the Members of the Fellowship of the Ring.” Appendix C, “Family Trees,” is exactly what it says: family trees of some of the important lineages of the hobbits. In Appendix D, “Shire Calendar,” Tolkien explains the calendar system that the hobbits use in the book. Appendix E, “Writing and Spelling,” goes into the languages spoken in Middle Earth, especially the Westron or Common Speech. Tolkien describes the vowels, consonants, alphabet, stresses, and so on in intricate detail; I have known fans of the book to use the alphabets in this section to communicate with one another in a sort of pseudo-cryptic code. In Appendix F, “The Languages and Peoples of the Third Age,” Tolkien offers an overview of Elves, Men, Hobbits, Dwarves, Ents, and other races that inhabit Middle Earth.

Tolkien went to great effort to compile these details as he was writing The Lord of the Rings, and whether you skim them, study them, or ignore them, you can see the results of his research in the depth and details of the world he created for our amusement and edification.

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On Reading the Lord of the Rings for the Fifteenth Time; Part Two: The Two Towers

As the middle portion of the trilogy The Lord of the Rings, The Two Towers has both strengths and weaknesses. I will touch on the weaknesses first, and before I do I want to emphasize that these stood out to me more with this reading than with previous ones; it is possible that I have reached the stage where enough is enough concerning certain passages of the book. I found this time that in each major section of the book, both the fortunes of the remaining members of the fellowship in the west and the journey of Frodo and Sam to Mordor, there were portions in which as I read I felt impatient, that the descriptions seemed overly detailed and I wished that Tolkien would get on with it. In book three, this was the part where Merry and Pippin are abducted by the Uruk-Hai orcs and carried away toward Isengard. In book four, it is where Frodo and Sam tame Smeagol and follow him through the hills and marshes to the Black Gate. It is not that I do not find these parts fascinating, but rather that I felt that in spots they are too long. I will repeat, though: I do not remember feeling this way during the first fourteen readings, so perhaps the fault is with me and not with Tolkien.

As for strengths in The Two Towers, there are many. I think that in this book one of the most important things that Tolkien does is highlight the nobility of some of the main characters. Aragorn is steadfast in the realization of his calling as an heir to the kingship; he carries the re-forged sword of Elendil with him as a symbol of his destiny. Gimli the dwarf is always strong, stalwart, tireless, courageous, and feisty. Legolas uses his elven talents to full advantage and never wavers from his new-found friendship with Gimli. Gandalf the Grey becomes Gandalf the White, affirming that he is Saruman as he should have been. Once Theoden the king of Rohan is freed from the oppression of Wormtongue his courage and sense of honor is unimpeachable, to the extent that he suggests riding out against the army of orcs at Helm’s Deep rather than cowering behind walls and gates. When Faramir the brother of Boromir encounters Frodo and Sam in Ithilien, he declares that he would not touch the ring or take it to Minas Tirith, and he aids Frodo regardless of the cost to himself. Frodo heavily feels the sense of destiny that has compelled him to carry the ring to Mordor and despite his terror is determined to finish the task. Sam stays always by Frodo’s side; the thought of desertion never enters his mind. The portrayal of these noble characters in The Two Towers brings great depth to this epic fantasy and helps to set up the amazing and satisfying denouement in the final book of the trilogy.

It is a bit confusing at times that Tolkien does not plot his tale chronologically. Instead, he chooses to follow one storyline at length and then break off from that to follow another; this, however, is within the prerogative of the writer, and he leaves hints throughout the narrative to indicate the position of the other characters within it.

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On Reading The Lord of the Rings for the Fifteenth Time, Part One: The Fellowship of the Ring

The last time I read (and commented on) The Lord of the Rings was in 2011, and you can read those reviews of The Fellowship of the Rings, The Two Towers, and The Return of the King in my blog’s archives. I returned to it after so long because I felt in need of some literary comfort food. My past experiences of reading The Lord of the Rings were always overwhelmingly positive, and so it has been this time as well. I reiterate what I have said in the past: that despite the excellence of the films by Peter Jackson, which I have watched many times, this is an example of the books being far superior to the films. In my previous essays about the trilogy, I went into detail comparing the books to the films; however, this time around I would prefer to avoid that as much as possible and instead focus on the excellence of the reading experience on its own.

As I began to read, I was all but overwhelmed by a profound sense of wonder. As I did when I discovered the trilogy as a teen, I became deeply absorbed in the story and in the intricate, superbly imagined world of Middle Earth. The stakes are high and the heroes, even those that seem small and weak and seemingly helpless, must find their courage and do what they can to save the world from the dark, evil forces of Sauron. To do so, they must forsake their familiar and comfortable homes and venture forth into the unknown. When I was young, this story helped to call me out onto the open road for the first time, and even now, as I read about Bilbo Baggins leaving Bag End and exclaiming, “What fun! What fun to be off again, off on the road…” a great longing rose within me, a longing to dump all the things I’ve accumulated and take off again for destinations unknown. What good, thought I, is merely staying alive through government healthcare and other assistance – if one is not free?

That’s the feeling I was hoping for when I picked up the book. I realize that I can’t, as in times long past, simply walk out the door and leave everything behind, but even contemplating the possibility and experiencing that great rush of freedom and self-determination was a deep cleansing blast to my mind and heart.

Tolkien’s characters, most of them at least, despite their limitations and weaknesses, are single-minded, courageous, honorable, and resolute, even in the face of overwhelming odds. In the midst of a rising tide of dark shadows and evil, they seek to preserve the light of love and true righteousness, and even when sore beset by enemy forces, they do not flee and abandon their companions.

The films necessarily have to edit the tedium of the long journeys from place to place during the ring bearer’s quest, but through Tolkien’s descriptions we can sense the arduous nature of the peregrinations of the members of the fellowship, and also we can better appreciate all of the wonderful details with which Tolkien has filled his fantasy world. All in all, rereading The Fellowship of the Rings has been a terrific experience. No matter how many times I read these books, they always satisfy.

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Book Review: The Half Known Life: In Search of Paradise by Pico Iyer

This book is well-written and takes us to fascinating places, but it is suffused with irony. Iyer tours locations that for one reason or another have been considered forms of paradise, but most of them are fraught with violence, and some are among the most dangerous locales in the world. He writes: “A true paradise has meaning only after one has outgrown all notions of perfection and taken the measure of the fallen world.” Additionally, though he writes of a search for paradise, he makes it clear that he is approaching the subject from a secular viewpoint. He is not a religious person, and though his prose is beautifully wrought, he maintains a distance, a sort of remoteness from his material, as if he is reporting on situations that do not touch him personally. This is not necessarily a drawback, but it is clear that another writer, one who is searching for meaning and fulfillment, might approach the task with much more empathy and emotion. Iyer also indulges in privileged traveling, which I find hard to relate to – that is, a method of traveling that only the wealthy can afford: flying in a carefree manner from one spot to another halfway around the world, staying in luxury hotels, and hiring cars, drivers, and guides. Although I have traveled extensively too, I have always had to stick to budget transport and find my own way around as best I can.

The tour of holy places begins in Iran, where Iyer visits mosques and palaces and other historic and contemporary sites. Iran’s claim to fame as a repository of paradise, according to Iyer, is its spiritual poetry from many centuries ago. As he travels around modern-day Iran, it is clear that foreigners are restricted to certain areas, he has clearly defined boundaries, and he is not altogether safe. From Iran, Iyer takes us to, of all places, Pyongyang, North Korea. He justifies this stop because to the North Korean leadership the country is a “people’s paradise” – but his stay there is fraught with paranoia and tension. Paradise? No thanks.

Onward to Belfast, Ireland: another zone of incessant conflict. He alludes to a “History of Terror” tour, which takes participants “to the site of Bloody Friday – almost two dozen bombs exploding in barely an hour – and the homes of terrorists.” He later writes of the musician Van Morrison, a native of Belfast, who transformed a squalid world through his music. “He’d made of the unpromising landscape a world as magically illuminated as Avalon.” Next, he takes us to another global hotspot: Kashmir. He writes of the British attempting to create a sort of paradise by building houseboats on the lake; however, since partition this natural paradise has been the site of almost constant conflict – surrounded by opposing forces and barbed wire.

When Iyer moves on to a remote corner of the Australian outback, a coastal town called Broome, it seems like a pleasant interlude – until we read of tumultuous weather and the ongoing ill-treatment of the aboriginal population. From the Australian wastelands he cuts to Jerusalem, the site of many competing faiths and sects and of continual discord and violence. In all of these situations, he observes and reports but has no answers – he does not even attempt any. He merely describes – with eloquence – what he sees. Then there is Ladakh, a place of ongoing conflict between India, Pakistan, and China, and then Sri Lanka, where the decades-long battle is between Tamils and Singhalese. Both Ladakh and Sri Lanka are natural paradises that humankind has ripped apart with violence.

The final two places Iyer visits are not war zones, however. One is holy Mount Koyasan near Osaka, the site of numerous temples, and the other is Varanasi on the Ganges River in India. Of Koyasan he writes that “joy, for a monk, is never the same as pleasure, because it has nothing to do with changing circumstance.” This seems to be one of the themes of his book: that paradise continues to exist despite human conflicts around it.

At first I found Iyer’s choices of destinations to be jarring in a book that is supposed to be about his pilgrimage from one paradisiacal location to another. However, in reality, in our present era the entire world is full of conflict, and we have to look beyond the discord and mayhem for natural beauties and spiritual truths. This book, poetically written, brings home that point. Recommended.

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