I am going to write a glut of blog posts now... so long as the power doesn't go out before I can send them off.

First I want to to write about the book I just finished, "The Unbearable Lightness of Being." It was pretty good. If I were a book reviewer, I would give an 8.

It is a sweet story that follows the lives of a young couple from Prague to Zurich and back again. Interspersed are the author's post-modernist philosophies.

I only give it an 8 for two reasons:

1. According to the author, 'being', as in, human existance, is 'light' because we only live once. This means each moment past becomes but a filigree in our conscience. But I disagree: being is not light - only the memory of being is light. Being, the moment one exists in a set space at a specific time, is heavy, even if it is only for the few seconds that one is mindful of 'being'. I think this is important - especially if one is attempting to describe some new agey neo-philosophy. "Mindfulness" is a key concept in 'being' I think, and the author doesn't speak about it at all.
2. I also felt like the book described archetypal characters, stereotypes, just the shell of a human. Of course, archetypes cannot "be". Hmmm... how to describe what I mean? For instance, no one is just "the slut", "the innocent one", etc etc. And so for a book that attempts to capture the myriad contrasts of "being", it neglected to address perhaps the most intersting conflict: that which exists within the self.

Meh. What do I know anyways.