Adventures in Reading

Revisited: Tuesdays With Morrie by Mitch Albom

While I seem terminally “unhip,” occasionally I do decide to slide back into a 21st Century experience. As it seems everyone and their grandmothers have read Tuesdays With Morrie, I thought, “Why not?” The book is terribly hokey and I must express my confusion at everyone raving about this but accusing The Secret of being nothing more than a book of quotes. After all, Tuesdays is really nothing more than a brief biography and quotes.

Morris Schwartz was a soc press diagnosed with Lou Gehrig’s disease and Mitch Albom was a student of his who comes back to spend time with Morrie during his final months. It’s a book about dying, coping with death, and a pinch and a dash of everything else: family, relationships, money, work, etc. It certainly has its good points, but it really is nothing more than a spoonful of common sense: slow down, smell the roses, be nice to other people.

Two cringe worthy parts of the book, for me, involved having children and getting married. I don’t want children and I’m undecided about marriage. And I completely agree that having children and getting married create huge changes in a person’s life but so does not doing those things. Also, the implication that only family will be there for you in a situation like Morrie’s seems a bit daft as Mitch – a friend – is recording all of this.

Can’t say I would have missed much if I had skipped this.

Tuesdays was definitely a book I could have done with out. In the same vein as books like The Secret or The Last Lecture, I muse mostly at the financial momentum pushing these books but do reserve some concern at how much of a con some of these books are. In fact, Tuesdays even showed up on the summer school reading list I have, which made me want to puke. Really? There’s nothing else you could have these kids read?

Looking back, it’s also interesting to see how a review reflects a reviewer’s life. When I originally wrote this review, I believe last summer, I was very much going through a period of stretching and self-discovery. Toddlers do it to test their parents and I suppose I was doing it to test my world. I had some surprising results. But yes, I became more confidant last year in my personal decisions not to have children and not to marry. This will become even more obvious in other revisited book posts.

Other opinions: Scathing Reviews, I Read…, Reading Room, SMS Book Reviews, Reading to Know.