Judith Martin, writing as the ever-perceptive “Miss Manners,” has long established herself as one of the most distinctive voices in the realm of etiquette. Miss Manners’s Guide to the Right Thing to Say continues in this tradition, offering a compendium of conversational strategies designed to shepherd readers through awkward encounters, delicate exchanges, and the innumerable small crises of social interaction. The book organizes its counsel around common situations—grief, congratulations, invitations, rebukes, compliments, and everyday pleasantries—providing sample phrases that embody the author’s distinctive mix of politeness, precision, and wry humor.
As in her other works, Martin’s wit remains her strongest tool: the slyness of her humor undercuts what might otherwise be unbearably prim prescriptions. Even as she insists on courtesy, she does so with a wink, crafting responses that highlight both the absurdity and the necessity of social lubrication. Reading her counsel feels less like receiving a lecture in manners and more like being let in on the joke that etiquette itself can be a performance.
That said, my own experience of the book was more detached than with some of her other works. While I appreciated the humor, I found myself less invested in the central premise. The insistence on “the right thing to say” presupposes that such a thing exists universally, a notion with which I do not wholly agree. I am persuaded by the value of tact and honesty, but I resist the sugar-coating that etiquette often prescribes. For instance, Martin suggests incorporating “I’m sorry” and “thank you” even in circumstances where these phrases may not reflect genuine feeling. To me, the recitation of such niceties rings hollow; I am not inclined to offer thanks or apologies unless they are sincerely meant.
Thus, while the book is undeniably clever and sharply observed, my engagement faltered in the face of what I perceived as excessive politeness deployed primarily to soothe or deflect. The result was a reading experience that, though pleasant and amusing, did not resonate deeply with me. Still, Martin’s prose remains a delight, and her wit—dry, sly, and ever-so-slightly barbed—continues to elevate the genre of etiquette writing beyond mere instruction into the realm of social satire.