The Omnivorous Mind

The Omnivorous Mind: Our Evolving Relationship With Food by John S. Allen 

publication date: 2012
pages (including back matter): 319
ISBN: 978-0-674-05572-8

In this book, John S. Allen attempted to explain Americans’ current relationship with food, by looking at humans’ evolutionary history, especially the evolution of the brain.

Allen divided his discussion into chapters, which examined different aspects of our brain’s relationship with food, including 1) why we like crispy food; 2) humans’ omnivorous behavior; 3) eating as a sensual pleasure; 4) problems with obesity and anorexia; 5) food and memory; 6) how we categorize food; 7) creativity and food; and 8) his thesis: our minds capacity for a “Theory of Food.”

Much like the preceding sentence, this book was dry. However, I’d rather read a dry, yet balanced, nonfiction book, than an intense rant or diatribe without any facts to back it up. Allen certainly presented facts to back up his theories. The book included many science-heavy discussions about the brain, animal evolution, and human behavior. It also included images showing different parts of the brain, which were sometimes helpful, sometimes not.

Although I had to read through a lot of heavy science stuff, which often went over my head, the book afforded interesting information. For example, I did not know that, according to scientists, when humans switched to an agricultural diet, we actually became unhealthier. As Allen explained:

[T]raditional agricultural diets, because they are less varied, are not as good as hunter-gatherer diets at providing all of the specific nutrients that our bodies need to thrive. On the other hand, they clearly provide enough to allow people to survive and reproduce, increasing population numbers.

Allen also had an endearing sense of humor that would pop up from time to time, such as in this discussion of human memory and the meals we eat:

It is with some distress (and a little pride) that I realize I can, off the top of my head, remember in detail burgers from McDonald’s, Burger King, Wendy’s, White Castle, Hardee’s, Carl Jr.’s, Jack in the Box, Five Guys, In-N-Out, Hamburger Habit, Nation’s Giant, and the now defunct Rich’s Bulky Burgers.

The subject-matter of this book was interesting to me, and Allen discussed it with humor and thoroughness, so I enjoyed the book. However, if you have no interest in this topic, I would not recommend it to you.

4/6: worth reading

other reviews of the book:

Wall Street Journal
Open Letters Monthly
Pop Matters

How It Went Down

How It Went Down by Kekla Magoon

publication date: 2014
pages: 325
ISBN: 978-0-8050-9869-3

How It Went Down, a topical recent book by NAACP-award nominee Kekla Magoon, examines what happens to a black community when a young person is shot by a white man.

How It Went Down began with sixteen-year-old Tariq Johnson, recently shot, bleeding on the sidewalk. His shooter, Jack Franklin, was soon apprehended but was released on a theory of self-defense. The facts surrounding the shooting quickly became muddled and contested. Was Tariq causing trouble? Was he carrying a gun? Was he a good kid trying to make his way through the neighborhood, or was he a colors-flying, drug-selling gang member? Does it really matter?

The book explored the shooting and its aftermath from many different, and sometimes conflicting, points of view. By presenting varying narrators, Magoon showed that we probably can never know exactly what happened in incidents that were a lightning rod for a community.

Magoon sprinkled the book with poetic and intriguing descriptions of the lives of her characters. An example is this passage by Tariq’s mother, Redeema:

Cops got a special way of knocking at the door. With the meat of the fist. Sets the whole wall a-shaking.

Next thing that comes – it ain’t never good news.

I also liked this description by Jennica, a server at a local diner, who changed her nametag to read Jen because:

People always wanted to strike up conversation about it. Oh, that’s pretty, and so forth. Especially some of the jerks who come in and think I’m into them because I smile and bring them food. Like they don’t even get that it’s my job; they think I’m doing it for fun or something, like I’m doing something special just for them.

Because the main action in the book, Tariq’s fatal shooting, happened before the book even began, Magoon spent time establishing side characters and their lives and peculiarities. She introduced love stories, night wanderings, and gang politics. Most of these were soggy and uninteresting. They were also scattered and random, which meant I didn’t really care about what was happening to them. Relatedly, none of the characters were fully-developed or deep enough, except maybe the one character the reader didn’t get to hear from, Tariq.

In How It Went Down, Magoon presented a need examination of her devastating topic, but it wasn’t as powerful or compelling as it might have been in more capable hands.

4/6: worth reading

Other reviews:

Los Angeles Times
BookPage
Books YA Love

Cute, Quaint, Hungry and Romantic

Cute, Quaint, Hungry and Romantic: The Aesthetics of Consumerism by Daniel Harris 

publication date: 2000
pages: 265
ISBN: 0-465-02848-9

I present for you another bitter, overblown nonfiction book. How do I keep getting tricked into reading these? I guess that’s what happens when I judge a book by its cover (and title).

In Cute, Quaint, Hungry and Romantic, Harris attempted to enlighten us, dear readers, with all the aesthetics that marketers use to manipulate us into buying their stuff, from “cute” to “cleanness.” He was very very serious about his undertaking. Here’s a sample sentence that shows just how seriously, and non-sensically, he took it:

The stylistic distortions of the market-place often reflect tensions in our attitudes towards the things and people around us: towards our children, whose waywardness we seek to smother beneath the conventions of cuteness; towards parents, whose denial of adolescents’ sexuality and independence our offspring throw back in our faces by adopting the exaggerated mannerisms of coolness; and even towards computer software, whose gaudy aesthetic emerges from the anarchic aspirations of programmers who seek to hide from themselves the dull, bureaucratic realities of their lives.

That sentence got crazier and crazier until it was a great big WHAT?!?!

I don’t know why he took this topic so seriously and reacted to it so brutally. Sure, I’m not fan of manipulative marketing, but, as he admitted, he can’t see an alternative. Instead, in his infinite wisdom, he always felt:

[I]t is sufficient for me to destroy – to slash, to burn – and [I] have never felt any desire to formulate utopian solutions, not only because I wish to avoid blunting the full force of my skepticism and palliating my reader’s urgent need for happy endings, but because I frankly do not have any answers to offer, no five-year plan, no program for reform, no campaign for organizing the Great Leap Forward into paradise on Earth.

(If the above passages are not enough to convince you that the author is seemingly a pompous dick, maybe this will: in his acknowledgements he thanks his ex in a way that reminds everyone that they used to date and are now great friends, notwithstanding his ex’s new guy:

As always, I would like to thank my former lover Anthony Aziz and his current companion Sammy Cucher for their loyalty and friendship. Life wouldn’t be the same without these two tremendous friends.)

Maybe I could have found the book’s discussion of marketing and aesthetics interesting. Probably not. But it’s tough to tell because it was hard to look past the author’s excessive and silly analysis.

2/6: many problems

other reviews of the book:

Publishers Weekly
Salon
12 Frogs

Yes Please

Yes Please by Amy Poehler

publication date: 2014
pages: 329
ISBN: 978-0-06-226834-1

There was very little joy in this book. There was passion and there were exhortations and exclamation points, but it was as though every paragraph was wrung out of Poehler after much pleading and coaxing. That came across in her writing, and Poehler also admitted as much in her prologue.

That made the book a little hard to read at times. I found myself wondering why she wrote certain passages or why I was reading them. For example, Poehler included a chapter about her divorce, but she prefaced it with:

I don’t want to talk about my divorce because it is too sad and too personal. I also don’t like people knowing my shit. I will say a few things.

If you don’t want to talk about your divorce or other personal things, why write this chapter at all? In fact, why write a memoir?

I also did not always find Poehler likable or relatable. She could be very judgmental and egocentric. This is how she talked about New York City post-9/11:

It was a tough time to join [Saturday Night Live]. It felt like America might not ever smile, never mind laugh, again. . . . I had to attempt to do comedy in a city that was battered and still on fire, while avoiding being killed by the ANTHRAX that had been sent to the floors below us.

Of course, a book, and a narrator, does not have to be likeable or relatable to be good or effective. And Poehler was often effective. The theme of the book was to accept life, experience, and fun as it comes to you and, generally, do what you want. Reading the book made me want to do that. It made me want to follow my dreams, and stand up for myself, and have an Amy Poehler in my friend group. (According to Poehler, “a key element of being [her] friend is being comfortable with [her] forced fun,” which sounds awesome.)

The book contained a lot of sincere advice and beautiful insights. For example, she reminded us that “other people are not medicine.” There’s also this great line that I loved:

People are their most beautiful when they are laughing, crying, dancing, playing, telling the truth, and being chased in a fun way.

The book was also pretty funny. For example, Poehler described her writing style like this:

I have told people that writing this book has been like brushing away dirt from a fossil. What a load of shit. It has been like hacking away at a freezer with a screwdriver.

Poehler wasn’t as good a writer as her contemporaries, like Tina Fey or Mindy Kaling, but her writing, though inconsistent, resonated and often delighted.

4/6: worth reading

other reviews:

New York Times
Boston Globe
Bonjour, Elly

Big Little Lies

Big Little Lies by Liane Moriarty

publication date: 2014
pages: 458
ISBN: 978-0-399-16706-5

In Big Little Lies, Moriarty entwined the light-hearted and the serious. The book was, in turns, amusing and charming or moral and weighty. Set in Sidney, Australia, the book began in the relatively clean world of parenting kindergartners. However, we soon discovered that not everything was helicopter parenting and au pairs, and, in fact, a murder investigation was underway. Moriarty had a great writing style. She was punchy when she needed to be and subtle when that worked better. Here is a long example; it’s a passage from divorced mother Madeline’s point-of-view, as she’s remembering when her ex-husband left her with their newborn baby:

An hour later, she’d watched in stunned amazement as [Nathan] packed his clothes into his long red cricket bag and his eyes had rested briefly on the baby, as if she belonged to someone else, and he’d left. She would never ever forgive or forget that cursory glance he gave his beautiful baby daughter. And now that daughter was a teenager, who made her own lunch and caught the bus to high school all on her own and called out over her shoulder as she left, “Don’t forget I’m staying at Dad’s place tonight!”

Moriarty also included many pithy insights about contemporary parenting. Here’s how Madeline introduced the reader to her kindergarten-age daughter, Chloe:

While Chloe was busy bossing the other children around at orientation (her gift was bossiness, she was going to run a corporation one day), Madeline was going to have coffee and cake with her friend Celeste.

The book started very strong. It was funny, surprising, and interesting. Additionally, Moriarty was good at pacing and creating mystery and suspense. However, the book stalled a bit; the last quarter was even a little frustrating and disappointing. All the ends tied up too pat. Also, the theme was trite at times and some of the characters lacked dimension, especially the male characters. The male characters were generally sidekicks to their wives, or villains. This book was fun, mysterious, and insightful. There was something for most, notwithstanding the disappointing ending and repetition. I’m so close to giving it a 5/6, but I just can’t, especially because the book wasn’t very friendly, or even realistic, to its male characters.

4/6: worth reading

Other reviews:

New York Times
The Washington Post
Entertainment Weekly

The Queen of the Tearling

The Queen of the Tearling by Erika Johansen

publication date: 2014
pages: 434
ISBN: 978-0-06-229036-6

The Queen of the Tearling is another addition to the extensive catalog of fantasy novels. The book followed Kelsea Glynn, as she was taken from her home at eighteen by a cadre of soldiers and forced into the role of queen of the kingdom.

The book differed somewhat from your average fantasy novel. First of all, it was written by a woman. Additionally, the main character was a woman, and an unattractive one, at that. Also, the setting wasn’t just some faraway land; instead, Johansen dropped tantalizing hints about the time period and location of the story – indicating the story might be set in Earth in the future.

These differences were welcome, although they didn’t raise the book above an average fantasy novel for me. Things that made the book different from other fantasy novels – a not pretty female protagonist, a futuristic setting – have all been extensively used in other genres and were, therefore, not that extraordinary.

Additionally, parts of the book were a little bizarre. Kelsea was always saying weird things at inopportune times and no one would react strangely to them. For example, Kelsea was injured while riding on her horse and her guard asked her if she could make it ten more miles to the stronghold. She replied:

What sort of weak, housebound woman do you think I am, Lazarus? I’m bleeding that’s all. And I’ve never had such a fine time as on this journey.

I thought Lazarus’s question was a reasonable one. And was Kelsea being sarcastic or was she really having an exciting time because she led a sheltered life? So either Kelsea made a sarcastic and overblown comment to a genuine question or she got easily excited and spouted off her feelings at a random time. Either option is bizarre. Additionally, people would react strangely to Kelsea at completely random times and she would allow it, even though she was queen and would seemingly want to squelch that kind of behavior. It seemed like sloppy writing to me, but it is possible Johansen was just crafting characters with somewhat strange thoughts and behaviors.

The writing was not all bad. The plot of the book was entertaining, with magic and political intrigue. Also, Johansen introduced several other characters besides Kelsea and she wove all their stories together compellingly.

For fans of the fantasy genre, The Queen of the Tearling is a welcome addition. For others, there are better fantasy books out there, and better books of any genre.

4/6: worth reading

other reviews:

Fantasy Book Review
Tor.com
Wrapped Up in Books

Parable of the Sower

Parable of the Sower by Octavia E. Butler

publication date: 1993
pages: 329
ISBN: 978-0-446-67550-5

What is it about the Northwest that causes writers to craft dim and dark apocalyptic worlds? Seattlite Octavia E. Butler certainly did just that in Parable of the Sower.

Parable of the Sower presented the story of Lauren Olamina, a young girl living in the western United States in the not-so-distant future. The story began with Lauren living in a working-class gated community in the middle of an economic wasteland, where residents armed themselves against the “street poor” on their commute to work and cities were infiltrated by a new drug – called pyro – that caused the user to start fires and revel in them. The book only hinted at what caused this societal breakdown – was it climate change, income inequality, racial strife? As Lauren grew older and her life crumbled around her, she concentrated on a spiritual set of rules she was creating that she called Earthseed.

Although the plot sounds distinct and suspenseful, it was actually somewhat boring. Terrible things were happening in Lauren’s life, but Butler’s dispassionate writing style meant the whole plot seemed detached and unimportant.

Butler’s style wasn’t necessarily bad, however. The book was written in a diary format from Lauren’s point-of-view. Her unemotional style yielded several stark and impactful sentences. For example, Lauren’s diary entry from Wednesday, August 26, 2026, which contained just one sentence:

Today, my parents had to go downtown to identify the body of my brother Keith.

Additionally, although the book wasn’t necessarily interesting as I was reading it, it was thought-provoking and left me with lingering thoughts and questions. For example, Lauren’s relationship with Earthseed was provocative. Earthseed was a religion she was forming and creating and would perhaps one day be some sort of messiah for. However, she felt like she was just uncovering something that already existed. This implied creation myth imbued Lauren’s every action with a larger-than-life quality.

Butler also raised issues of labor and employment. In a world where labor vastly outweighs employment, what would happen? In Parable, the government and employers wrung as much as possible out of labor. Corporations reverted to the “company town” system, where workers lived, worked, and shopped at the company. Workers were paid in scrip that could only be spent at the company store. It sounds like a preposterous system that would never be allowed because of the human rights abuses that would easily occur. But company towns existed quite unchallenged for decades in the 19th and 20th century, a time when commentators thought of the United States as enlightened.

Butler also addressed the issue of race. Race is not a focus of Parable, but the issue is raised occasionally. I thought Butler handled it more realistically than other dystopian novels in that she did not just sweep it under the rug. Instead, some characters worked together but other characters were more aware of race and more divided by it.

4/6: worth reading

Other reviews of the book:

Badass Book Reviews
Opinions of a Wolf
The Stake