Saturday, January 07, 2006
 
Book Report: The Museum of Hoaxes by Alex Boese (2002)
I bought this book in a book story in San Francisco last May, or at least I think I did. It's hard to remember what I did in San Francisco, although I do remember it was hilly. I don't specifically remember buying this book, either, but its $4.98 price sticker reminds me of the others I bought there (Jump the Shark, The Action Hero's Handbook, and so on).

This book collects a list of hoaxes throughout history. It started as a dissertation, but turned into an Internet phenonmenon of which I'd never heard. Still, the book is a quick enough glimpse into some of the more foolish things our forebearers have believed, if only briefly. The book offers a number of pointers to the Web site, which kinda irks me; I mean, I bought the damn book, albeit at a reduced price; why not just freaking tell me the story? Oh, because I'm not an ongoing revenue stream as a book purchaser, but as a piece of the ad-price-setting aggregate traffic, I'm worth the effort.

Although I found the book a treasure trove of trivia, I was kinda disappointed on a couple of fronts:
  • The author's political views seep in subtly, but not too badly. Although you couldn't really tell by the way the author excuses Janet Cooke's invention of Jimmy, the eight-year-old heroin addict, whose saga in the Washington Post earned Cooke a Pulitzer by saying, "In a way the story of Jimmy did convey a truth about conditions that existed in many inner-city regions of America, even though it did not actually tell the truth," or concludes the Tawana Brawley fiasco by saying, "More than anything else, the episode and its bitter aftermath displayed the deep racial divides that still haunted American society." Say what you will, but those aren't the conclusions I would make. Previously, the author had lauded some hoaxes from the Enlightenment era as rational men using hoaxes to educate. One could briefly sense he was hoping the Brawley case and the Cooke fictitiousness would enlighten the masses.

  • Also, as the hoax snippets tripped into the later quarter of the last century and beyond, I suddenly realized that the reach of the grand hoax of old has faded, as we're slightly more skeptical. I mean, Bonsai Kitten? Only idiots believed that. So the hoax loses its allure with familiarity.
Still, it's a fair enough read if you've got the time and can get it cheap. But like most non-fiction crossover material from another medium (whether talk radio or the Internet), ultimately it looks more like the shadows on a Platonic wall than a complete whole.


 
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