
As petty and embarrassing as Alain de Botton's web post was, dressing down Caleb Cain for his teeth-baring review of de Botton's new book, you have to admit that it takes a big man to own it. What he might have lost in a bad review, he might very well have gained in publicity (of the "no such thing as bad" sort).
The Pleasures and Sorrows of Work sits on my bookshelf right now. The topic makes me less eager to get to it than de Botton's previous efforts; I do think the further he strays from matters of the heart and one's inner life, the more difficulty he has framing his subject. I must also say that the Canadian and British editions come wrapped in are the weakest book jackets he's ever been subjected to (not that I'm judging). The U.S. cover is more compelling, conjuring de Botton's twee persona more aptly than the jet-setting internationalist photos.
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