Friday, December 16, 2005

How I Became Stupid

I picked up this book from the New Fiction section at the library. It looked short, funny, and light; my three favorite things. Indeed, I read it in three days, and now I'm moving on. It's not a fantastic book, but it's entertaining and worth the time I spent reading it. I liked the random quirkiness of each character, but one part in particular captivated me:

Only a few days earlier Antoine wouldn't have been able to make that simple gesture of eating a French fry without thinking about the bloodstained history of the potato, the human sacrifices that the Aztec civilization made in its name, and the appalling suffering it visited on the Irish. The fact that this simple tuber had so many deaths on its conscience would probably have impeded his complete enjoyment of it.

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