Me of Little Faith
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Trade paperback in good condition. From the back:
"What do we believe? And for God's sake why?"
"Those are the thorny questions that Lewis Black, the bitingly funny comedian, social critic, and bestselling author, tackles in Me of Little Faith. And he's come up with some answers. Or at least his answers. In essays that investigate everything from the differences between how Christians and Jews celebrate their holidays, to the politics of faith, to people's individual search for transcendence, Black explores his own unique odyssey through religion and belief."
My review: This was my subway commuting book for a couple of weeks - short chapters or collections of short stories work well for that. Black is at his best when skewering the idiocies of organized religion and televangelists. His rage at hypocrisy is palpable. He warns people in his preface that if they are religious and can't laugh about their religion they SHOULD NOT READ THE GD (expletive deleted) BOOK. EVER. And he's right. Profoundly religious people will find this book offensive.
However, the title is Me of Little Faith not Me of No Faith, so militant atheists should also beware. Black explores his positive experiences with a psychic and his sincere belief that his beloved dead brother looks out for him and his career. Astrology comes in for a little more lightheartedness, but is treated more seriously than it deserves. Black engages is some bogus math to "prove" the fact that his wife being born on one of two days in July is "more than dumb luck." "What are the odds?" he asks. "2 in 31." I answer or about "1 in 15," if you prefer. Not bad odds.
Altogether, I found this a mixed read. Several essays tickled my funny bone. Some, including the play "The Laundry Hour" (and enjoy reading plays), I found lacking.
"Those are the thorny questions that Lewis Black, the bitingly funny comedian, social critic, and bestselling author, tackles in Me of Little Faith. And he's come up with some answers. Or at least his answers. In essays that investigate everything from the differences between how Christians and Jews celebrate their holidays, to the politics of faith, to people's individual search for transcendence, Black explores his own unique odyssey through religion and belief."
My review: This was my subway commuting book for a couple of weeks - short chapters or collections of short stories work well for that. Black is at his best when skewering the idiocies of organized religion and televangelists. His rage at hypocrisy is palpable. He warns people in his preface that if they are religious and can't laugh about their religion they SHOULD NOT READ THE GD (expletive deleted) BOOK. EVER. And he's right. Profoundly religious people will find this book offensive.
However, the title is Me of Little Faith not Me of No Faith, so militant atheists should also beware. Black explores his positive experiences with a psychic and his sincere belief that his beloved dead brother looks out for him and his career. Astrology comes in for a little more lightheartedness, but is treated more seriously than it deserves. Black engages is some bogus math to "prove" the fact that his wife being born on one of two days in July is "more than dumb luck." "What are the odds?" he asks. "2 in 31." I answer or about "1 in 15," if you prefer. Not bad odds.
Altogether, I found this a mixed read. Several essays tickled my funny bone. Some, including the play "The Laundry Hour" (and enjoy reading plays), I found lacking.
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