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THE FUTURE OF ICE

A JOURNEY INTO COLD

Ehrlich urges us “to be driven into action by the wild beauty and difficulty of a place,” action to defend and action as the...

Praise-singing alarum depicting cold environments as under attack by greed-fed malfeasance.

An editor tracks down Ehrlich (This Cold Heaven, 2001, etc.), who’s living in a snow-bound tent in Wyoming and has logged time in other chilly venues, to ask whether she will write a book about winter, climate change, and the prospect of de-seasoning. The author bites: “What is the future of winter, of snow, of ice?” She already knows something is amiss, namely a human-fueled acceleration of global warming and general habitat degradation. (Pick a habitat, any habitat.) Glaciers are on the run, ice caps are melting, greenhouse gases are increasing, poisons are trapped in the snow, and Ehrlich tenders lucid slices of scientists’ thoughts on the factors behind this loss of cold on earth. But true to her innate weather consciousness (“weather streamed into my nose, mouth, eyes, ears, and circulated in my brain”), she also seeks to express the vital biological and spiritual connections between cold and planetary health. These will be revealed in fleet impressions of her experiences while traveling in Tierra del Fuego, to the great islands of the Russian Far North. The impressions are personal, sometimes crystalline and sometimes oblique (winter is “the season we dive through the Big Dipper’s cup to the other side of the constellations; we go behind the scenes of our own lives”), though also communicative of cold’s fine urgency, a danger that can drive beauty to the bone, create brilliant cultures (not to mention colors), or nurture a fine menagerie, like the bumblebee “looking like a piece of fire” that flies into the maw of a snow squall.

Ehrlich urges us “to be driven into action by the wild beauty and difficulty of a place,” action to defend and action as the act of living.

Pub Date: Nov. 9, 2004

ISBN: 0-375-42251-X

Page Count: 224

Publisher: Pantheon

Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Sept. 1, 2004

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WHY FISH DON'T EXIST

A STORY OF LOSS, LOVE, AND THE HIDDEN ORDER OF LIFE

A quirky wonder of a book.

A Peabody Award–winning NPR science reporter chronicles the life of a turn-of-the-century scientist and how her quest led to significant revelations about the meaning of order, chaos, and her own existence.

Miller began doing research on David Starr Jordan (1851-1931) to understand how he had managed to carry on after the 1906 San Francisco earthquake destroyed his work. A taxonomist who is credited with discovering “a full fifth of fish known to man in his day,” Jordan had amassed an unparalleled collection of ichthyological specimens. Gathering up all the fish he could save, Jordan sewed the nameplates that had been on the destroyed jars directly onto the fish. His perseverance intrigued the author, who also discusses the struggles she underwent after her affair with a woman ended a heterosexual relationship. Born into an upstate New York farm family, Jordan attended Cornell and then became an itinerant scholar and field researcher until he landed at Indiana University, where his first ichthyological collection was destroyed by lightning. In between this catastrophe and others involving family members’ deaths, he reconstructed his collection. Later, he was appointed as the founding president of Stanford, where he evolved into a Machiavellian figure who trampled on colleagues and sang the praises of eugenics. Miller concludes that Jordan displayed the characteristics of someone who relied on “positive illusions” to rebound from disaster and that his stand on eugenics came from a belief in “a divine hierarchy from bacteria to humans that point[ed]…toward better.” Considering recent research that negates biological hierarchies, the author then suggests that Jordan’s beloved taxonomic category—fish—does not exist. Part biography, part science report, and part meditation on how the chaos that caused Miller’s existential misery could also bring self-acceptance and a loving wife, this unique book is an ingenious celebration of diversity and the mysterious order that underlies all existence.

A quirky wonder of a book.

Pub Date: April 14, 2020

ISBN: 978-1-5011-6027-1

Page Count: 224

Publisher: Simon & Schuster

Review Posted Online: Jan. 1, 2020

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Feb. 1, 2020

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PILGRIM AT TINKER CREEK

This is our life, these are our lighted seasons, and then we die. . . . In the meantime, in between time, we can see. . . we can work at making sense of (what) we see. . . to discover where we so incontrovertibly are. It's common sense; when you-move in, you try to learn the neighborhood." Dillard's "neighborhood" is hilly Virginia country where she lived alone, but essentially it is all those "shreds of creation" with which every human is surrounded, which she is trying to learn, to know — from finite variations to infinite possibilities of being and meaning. A tall order and Dillard doesn't quite fill it. She is too impatient to get about the soul's adventures to stay long with an egg-laying grasshopper, or other bits of flora and fauna, and her snatches from physics and biological/metaphysical studies are this side of frivolous. However, Ms. Dillard has a great deal going for her — in spite of some repetition of words and concepts, her prose is bright, fresh and occasionally emulates (not imitates) the Walden Master in a contemporary context: "Trees. . . extend impressively in both directions, . . . shearing rock and fanning air, doing their real business just out of reach." She has set herself no less a task than understanding emotionally, spiritually and intellectually the force of the creative extravagance of the universe in all its beauty and horhor ("There is a terrible innocence in the benumbed world of the lower animals, reducing life to a universal chomp.") Experience can be focused, and awareness sharpened, by a kind of meditative high. Thus this becomes somewhat exhausting reading, if taken in toto, but even if Dillard's reach exceeds her grasp, her sights are leagues higher than that of Anne Morrow Lindbergh's Gift from the Sea, regretfully (re her sex), the inevitable comparison.

Pub Date: March 13, 1974

ISBN: 0061233323

Page Count: -

Publisher: Harper's Magazine Press

Review Posted Online: Nov. 2, 2011

Kirkus Reviews Issue: March 1, 1974

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