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A review by ametakinetos
Why Fish Don't Exist: A Story of Loss, Love, and the Hidden Order of Life by Lulu Miller
2.0
This was a memoir, biography, and philosophical endeavor wrapped in one.
...and each aspect suffered due to its bizarre partitioning in creating the whole. If it had prioritized, I believe I would have enjoyed it more, but its present state is disjointed, historically unfaithful, and oddly paced. The hoops jumped through to create the "twist" that Jordan was a raging eugenicist and a generally awful person felt bizarre next to her frequent conflations of his experiences and mindsets with the author's own.
Discussing the minutiae in terms of Chaos, taxonomy, evolution, etc. held little interest for me. While I sympathize with those struggles, the reasoning was circular. Everything came back around to a solution just as hopeless and impersonal as the last. If the world around us bears unfathomable change and chaos, constantly revealing our intuitions and ideas to be incorrect with alarming regularity - it is possible we were never meant to rely upon it for our satisfaction, yes? These labels will never bring us home. Even our beautiful webs of human support and compassion only take us so far.
“If we find ourselves with a desire that nothing in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that we were made for another world.” - C. S. Lewis
...and each aspect suffered due to its bizarre partitioning in creating the whole. If it had prioritized, I believe I would have enjoyed it more, but its present state is disjointed, historically unfaithful, and oddly paced. The hoops jumped through to create the "twist" that Jordan was a raging eugenicist and a generally awful person felt bizarre next to her frequent conflations of his experiences and mindsets with the author's own.
Discussing the minutiae in terms of Chaos, taxonomy, evolution, etc. held little interest for me. While I sympathize with those struggles, the reasoning was circular. Everything came back around to a solution just as hopeless and impersonal as the last. If the world around us bears unfathomable change and chaos, constantly revealing our intuitions and ideas to be incorrect with alarming regularity - it is possible we were never meant to rely upon it for our satisfaction, yes? These labels will never bring us home. Even our beautiful webs of human support and compassion only take us so far.
“If we find ourselves with a desire that nothing in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that we were made for another world.” - C. S. Lewis