65 Mindfck by Christopher Wylie*
Wylie is the Cambridge Analytica whistleblower who shed a light on its manipulation of the political landscape through micro targeting on Facebook. This is an extraordinary story of greed, and how a small group of people were able to smooth the path for Brexit and Trump. Wylie is irritatingly self-satisfied and his whole “I couldn’t live with myself” schtick is kind of irritating given how long it took him to get out, but it’s a fascinating and horrifying read nonetheless. It gave me the push I needed to delete Facebook, and made me think long and hard about what we read online and what the consequences are.
64 The Most Fun We Ever Had by Claire Lombard
I enjoyed each page of this novel about a well off American family individually but it was less than the sum of its parts. I didn’t particularly like any of the characters apart from the long lost son, I didn’t care who his father was so the big reveal was a bit of a wash out and I found the back and forth of the timeline distracting. A shame, as it had all the component parts of something I thought I would really enjoy.
65 Action Park by Andy Mulvihill
Mulvihill’s father opened Action Park, a New Jersey amusement park, in 1978, which included one of the first modern water parks. The Wikipedia entry says it all - “Action Park’s popularity went hand in hand with a reputation for poorly designed rides, under trained and under aged staff, intoxicated guests and staff and a consequently poor safety record”. The issues range from the amusing (guests would often exit rides minus their bathing suit) to the extremely serious - six fatalities over twenty years and any number of hospital visits. Snakes in the pools, riders’ teeth embedded in the water chutes, rabid raccoons on the loose - as the author says “an illusion of risk is the backbone of amusement parks, but at Action Park, risk has never been an illusion. If something looks dangerous, that’s because it is.”
I came across the Wikipedia entry for Action Park a few years ago so was intrigued by this book. It didn’t disappoint - Mulvihill deals sensitively with the deaths but tells an extraordinary story of entrepreneurship, personal responsibility, family loyalty and crazy teen years. It’s funny (very funny in places) and terrifying in equal measure.
66 The Evenings by Gerard Reve
This is a post war novel by a Dutch writer. I don’t know why. Frits is 23, lives with his parents in Amsterdam and works in an office. The novel’s ten chapters each describe the evenings from 22 December to 31 December 1946. Frits bickers with his parents, has odd dreams, and goes out with his friends. Not much else happens. Apparently in 2007 it was voted one of the top ten Dutch novels. This fact does nothing to make me want to read the other ten. As is often the case, I think it may be me, rather than the book as the other members of my book club seemed to enjoy it.