Shalom Auslander has a gift for locating today's major problems, and for describing these problems in a fresh, funny way.
His new book, "Feh," attacks Wolf Blitzer. (Why not?) Auslander feels disgust toward Blitzer, and toward the ghoulish pleasure Blitzer seems to find within bad news. ("Fifty dead in a shooting? This is a good night for me....")
Still, Auslander discovers himself "infected" by Blitzer. During the pandemic, when Auslander's wife (Orli) tries to narrate positive stories for the little children, chaos breaks out.
"In New York City," says Orli, "residents step onto their balconies to cheer for the healthcare workers!"
"Those workers don't need cheering," says Auslander. "They need decent salaries."
(At this point, the specter of divorce floats into the room.)
Auslander writes beautifully about the "corporeal self." He confesses that he hates his body, and that he once almost died from ingesting a poisonous weight-loss substance. Bravely, he admits to swimming upstream. "I have never, never seen anything rational in the idea of Body Positivity. I see fat men in 'slim fit' shirts, subtly trying to conceal their discomfort. And I think, has the world lost its mind?"
Finally, Auslander has fun writing parodies of hot book titles, from the era of the pandemic: "The Planet Is Imploding," "You Are Racist," "If You Think You're Not Racist, Then You Are VERY Racist," "The Coming Apocalypse."
I thought Auslander's memoir was delightful. It's one of few books that can make me laugh out loud.
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