Broad shots at an admittedly broad barn, and doubtless not destined to change any minds.

THE MOST DANGEROUS MAN IN AMERICA

RUSH LIMBAUGH'S ASSAULT ON REASON

An inadequate effort to storm Fortress Limbaugh.

Rush Limbaugh could build that fortress out of dollar bills if he so chose. After all, writes Illinois-based academic Wilson (President Barack Obama: A More Perfect Union, 2009. etc.), he makes “more than $15,000 every minute he’s on the air”—or “more than the average American worker’s annual wage.” “Worker,” of course, is a socialist word in Limbaugh’s stern lexicography; we have associates and employees and colleagues, he insists, but not “workers” or, heaven forbid, a proletariat. Wilson ranges widely in his quest for damning evidence about the vastly wealthy blowhard, but what he turns up is seldom news. Too often it comes in the form of psychologizing without a license, as when he limns a childhood under the dominion of a harsh and “ideologically inflexible” father that Limbaugh never resolved, lacking the education that might have allowed him to diagnose his own soul sickness. All that may be true, and certainly Limbaugh isn’t the only right-winger to detest education and the educated, but it seems a bit of a stab in the dark. Better defended, though shrill, is the author’s depiction of Limbaugh as a neo-Confederate racist, for which he was denied ownership of a pro-football franchise by other owners, and the dissection of his unschooled but still influential opinions on everything from geopolitics to global warming. Wilson’s tone is usually indignant, which becomes tiresome. Yet, outrage notwithstanding, it would be more useful to account for Limbaugh as one of a long line of self-appointed moralists on the prowl for a buck, a Father Coughlin for the Internet Age who represents a very old type of American huckster.

Broad shots at an admittedly broad barn, and doubtless not destined to change any minds.

Pub Date: March 1, 2011

ISBN: 978-0-312-61214-6

Page Count: 352

Publisher: Dunne/St. Martin's

Review Posted Online: Dec. 23, 2010

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Dec. 15, 2010

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WHEN BREATH BECOMES AIR

A neurosurgeon with a passion for literature tragically finds his perfect subject after his diagnosis of terminal lung cancer.

Writing isn’t brain surgery, but it’s rare when someone adept at the latter is also so accomplished at the former. Searching for meaning and purpose in his life, Kalanithi pursued a doctorate in literature and had felt certain that he wouldn’t enter the field of medicine, in which his father and other members of his family excelled. “But I couldn’t let go of the question,” he writes, after realizing that his goals “didn’t quite fit in an English department.” “Where did biology, morality, literature and philosophy intersect?” So he decided to set aside his doctoral dissertation and belatedly prepare for medical school, which “would allow me a chance to find answers that are not in books, to find a different sort of sublime, to forge relationships with the suffering, and to keep following the question of what makes human life meaningful, even in the face of death and decay.” The author’s empathy undoubtedly made him an exceptional doctor, and the precision of his prose—as well as the moral purpose underscoring it—suggests that he could have written a good book on any subject he chose. Part of what makes this book so essential is the fact that it was written under a death sentence following the diagnosis that upended his life, just as he was preparing to end his residency and attract offers at the top of his profession. Kalanithi learned he might have 10 years to live or perhaps five. Should he return to neurosurgery (he could and did), or should he write (he also did)? Should he and his wife have a baby? They did, eight months before he died, which was less than two years after the original diagnosis. “The fact of death is unsettling,” he understates. “Yet there is no other way to live.”

A moving meditation on mortality by a gifted writer whose dual perspectives of physician and patient provide a singular clarity.

Pub Date: Jan. 19, 2016

ISBN: 978-0-8129-8840-6

Page Count: 248

Publisher: Random House

Review Posted Online: Sept. 30, 2015

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Oct. 15, 2015

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BETWEEN THE WORLD AND ME

NOTES ON THE FIRST 150 YEARS IN AMERICA

The powerful story of a father’s past and a son’s future.

Atlantic senior writer Coates (The Beautiful Struggle: A Father, Two Sons, and an Unlikely Road to Manhood, 2008) offers this eloquent memoir as a letter to his teenage son, bearing witness to his own experiences and conveying passionate hopes for his son’s life. “I am wounded,” he writes. “I am marked by old codes, which shielded me in one world and then chained me in the next.” Coates grew up in the tough neighborhood of West Baltimore, beaten into obedience by his father. “I was a capable boy, intelligent and well-liked,” he remembers, “but powerfully afraid.” His life changed dramatically at Howard University, where his father taught and from which several siblings graduated. Howard, he writes, “had always been one of the most critical gathering posts for black people.” He calls it The Mecca, and its faculty and his fellow students expanded his horizons, helping him to understand “that the black world was its own thing, more than a photo-negative of the people who believe they are white.” Coates refers repeatedly to whites’ insistence on their exclusive racial identity; he realizes now “that nothing so essentialist as race” divides people, but rather “the actual injury done by people intent on naming us, intent on believing that what they have named matters more than anything we could ever actually do.” After he married, the author’s world widened again in New York, and later in Paris, where he finally felt extricated from white America’s exploitative, consumerist dreams. He came to understand that “race” does not fully explain “the breach between the world and me,” yet race exerts a crucial force, and young blacks like his son are vulnerable and endangered by “majoritarian bandits.” Coates desperately wants his son to be able to live “apart from fear—even apart from me.”

This moving, potent testament might have been titled “Black Lives Matter.” Or: “An American Tragedy.”

Pub Date: July 8, 2015

ISBN: 978-0-8129-9354-7

Page Count: 176

Publisher: Spiegel & Grau

Review Posted Online: May 6, 2015

Kirkus Reviews Issue: July 1, 2015

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