
Unfortunately (fortunately?), Roach's year-long investigation produces no real proof of the existence of a soul or of the possibility of an afterlife, but even still her stories are no less fascinating. It also doesn't hurt that she has a fairly well-developed sense of humor for a skeptic. And it's this skepticism that makes her final statements in the book's afterward that much more eyebrow-raising, as she ends her year-long, largely fruitless journey with these reflections:
I guess I believe that not everything we humans encounter in our lives can be neatly and convincingly tucked away inside the orderly cabinet of science...I believe in the possibility of something more...The debunkers are probably right, but they're no fun to visit a graveyard with. What the hell. I believe in ghosts.
And even though the book doesn't produce one iota of evidence to support her final claim, I have to say that I wholeheartedly agree. After all, isn't it simply more fun to believe than to not?
In sum, Spook - 'though far from spooky and a bit dry in spots - is a enjoyable, quirky read for skeptics and believers alike. (Although be warned that weak-stomached readers may just want to skip the chapter on ectoplasm. It's truly amazing how much cheesecloth a scam medium can fit into her most private places. Ick!)
Mary Roach
2005, 295 pages
Labels: authors P-T, books 2008, non-fiction, occult, science, spirituality
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