Wednesday, January 30, 2013

The Know-It-Somewhat



Books
The Know-It-All by A.J. Jacobs – I've always been drawn to the idea of intensive reading or studying. As a generalist by training and profession, I crave the chance to become an expert in something. You know those montages in movies where the smart lead character is preparing for a test—love them! When I watch Real Genius, I find myself wishing I were right there with themand that's before they explode the professor's house using a military laser and popcorn. In real life, of course, studying and learning lacks the cool background music and time-shifting that gives it a near-romantic appeal, but the idea of learning and feeling smart is still captivating. That's why I was drawn to Jacobs' humorous memoir about his attempt to read the entire Encyclopaedia Britannica. I've just started reading, so this is not a review, but rather an introduction.

Jacobs's inspiration was simple. Although he once considered himself smart as he pursued an Ivy League education, he felt his intelligence slipping away over the years, in part due to his stint as writer at Entertainment Weekly. (Full disclosure: I have much love for EW, so I'm torn about this statement.) In any case, as Jacobs's brain filled up with pop culture knowledge, he felt the gaps in his academic understanding widen. So with limited support from his wife, friends, and father (who had also attempted this same feat once), he purchased the full leather-bound set and began with "A." As he plods along through his reading, Jacobs shares some of the facts that he learns and the personal connections he makes to the information, as well as his attempts to share this knowledge with friends and coworkers. So far I've learned that Bud Abbott stepped in when Lou Costello's regular straight man fell ill—and managed to turn it into a permanent gig (lesson to be learned: never call in sick) and that the Britannica isn't short on sex and violence. How can you not want to know more?!


Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen – I'd like to acknowledge the recent 200th anniversary (January 28, 2013) of my favorite book of all time. I reread this novel at least once a year. Like mac & cheese for the soul, it comforts me when reality has me staring into darkness. Suddenly, there is light in the form of clever Eliza Bennet and the remarkable story that she inhabits. It also doesn't hurt to occasionally picture Colin Firth while reading. That's a comfort all its own.


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