And you thought hippos were vegetarians
I was a little grossed out by the fake pregnancies, the male pregnancies, the male lactation and the disgusting plastic surgery and anorexia in the first two chapters, but after that the book got good. Surprisingly good. Alex Boese's formula includes a lot of information and misinformation, and gives you the reader in some cases the opportunity to guess which is which. For example, did a circus dwarf fall into the mouth of a yawning hippo, triggering the hippo's swallowing reflex?
How about Snowball, that 87-pound cat you've probably seen pictures of. Real? Or the bonsai kittens in a bottle?
Just to prove this is NOT a fake Amazon review written by the author in disguise (see page 112), I am going to reveal the answers (sorry Alex): no, no, and no. Well, you knew that. But if you've seen the hippo nature special on PBS you know that hippos will on occasion join the crocs and the lions at the kill.
Aside from the many hoaxes and the you've-got-to-be-kidding-me's, and various other wtf's, what Boese does so well in this book is entertain in a way that makes you think. What I was thinking was can we believe anything anymore? I mean almost any photo can be faked and photoshopped. Politicians steal elections and invent phony reasons for wars as massive Halliburton welfare projects, etc. And the media doesn't know veracity from its elbow. And it's getting so nobody really cares anymore. Boese is documenting this and calling it to our attention.
His main source is the Web in all its quirky, bogus, hoaxy and fun-loving glory. But hold on, Virginia. One would think after all these years that somebody would be getting a clue that--quoting Boese's "Reality Rule 6.1": "Just because you read it on the Internet doesn't mean it's true." Take the strange case of "The Gullible Professor" (p. 125). Weldong Xu of Harvard University (Bush's grad school, don't you know) "received an e-mail informing him of a business proposal that would transfer $50 million into his bank account...The only catch was the usual 'unforeseen expenses,' numbering hundreds of thousands of dollars. He raised $600,000 from friends and colleagues, telling them he was collecting money to fund SARS research in China... [E]ven after he was arrested, Xu continued to insist that his friends overseas were going to send him $50 million."
Judging from my email, the Nigerian scam is small potatoes compared to the lottery scam. I get several "Congratulations you have won!!!!" for every "I am Rwanda Ugamba...reply urgently my secretary." Just for the heck of it I added up how much I had won in just one 24-hour period: $32.7 million. And I do this every day.
Then there are the "Internet-Crossed Lovers" who, assuming new identities, joined an online chat room for singles. Lo and behold when they arrived at their pre-arranged rendezvous, it turned out that they were none other than each other's spouse! Shades of the "Pina Colada Song," God help us.
One of the funniest bits is Boese's report of "The New 'Honor System' Virus." You get an email that reads: "This virus works on the honor system. Please forward this message to everyone you know, then delete all the files on your hard drive. Thank you for your cooperation." (p. 123)
There's a lot of comical stuff about George W. and the Bush administration and all of its mendacities and misinformations and outright b.s., and some golden oldies from the Clinton years as well, some of it true and some of it not so true. But here's a big time reality check for you: Boese gives various definitions of neologisms throughout the book such as this one:
"Money Party, n.: The monolithic political party rumored to govern the United States. Said to camouflage its monopoly on power by periodically hiring new actors to serve as presidents, senators, and congressmen." (p. 241)
In his naivete, Boese thinks he's joking around. Actually there IS only one political party in the US with two branches, the Republican and the Democratic, and they do indeed send in a new cast every few years.
This is a "fun" book obviously with lots of photos (touched up and not) and other art work. The text appears in brown, green and white on green and brown and sometimes white, but it's not distracting. I would rate this as just a clever bon-bon book except for the fact that Boese really does come up with some startling juxtapositions between reality and unreality, and because the unavoidable message that will hit the reader is a profound one. I would call that message, "Reality, what a concept!" (From Robin Williams, some years ago, when he was still doing TV's "Mork and Mindy.")
One final warning: pictured on page 139 is a "DVD Rewinder." Regardless of how much it is marked down, don't buy it.
--Dennis Littrell, author of “The World Is Not as We Think It Is”