Thoughts about reading fiction, nonfiction, and children’s books, new and old
One Saturday, my husband laughed out loud while listening to something on his headphones.
“What’s so funny?” I asked.
” ‘Maggots’ is an ugly word; she’s using ‘haciendas’ instead!”
My husband doesn’t normally laugh out loud while listening to audiobooks. This was new. After a bit more coaxing, I found that he was listening to Stiff by Mary Roach
, which I had wanted to read, until he started talking about maggots.
“It’s about cadavers,” he said.
I was disgusted. I couldn’t read that!
Later, I entered the kitchen, where he was listening without headphones. (Yes, in the kitchen.) The narrator now discussed shooting cadavers with bullets.
“That’s disgusting!” I said, reaching for my lunch. “I won’t be giving my body to science!”
“Well, you better believe I will be!” he responded.
This shocked me. I stammered out an objection, and he reiterated his wishes. And yet, despite my disgust, I couldn’t put in words why I would want to see him dead in the casket. (We’ve been married for only two years, and maybe just the thought of him dead was most disturbing.)
He told me I couldn’t say no to medical research, organ donation, or human dissection until I knew what would happened, be it decay, cremation, or the other things.
Enter Stiff:The Curious Lives of Human Cadavers by Mary Roach. Yes, I gave in: I listened to it too. It stops being nauseating fairly quickly; you get used to it. And after listening to this (wonderfully narrated by Shelly Frasier) audiobook, I’ve been converted:
Please, don’t bury me! There are too many other, cooler things that could happen to my body after I die!
Stiff is not a book for the faint of stomach. Some chapters are horrendously gruesome. But it wasn’t all disgusting, and some places were downright funny. And some were both disgusting and funny. In her introduction to Stiff, Mary Roach says:
Death. It doesn’t have to be boring.
I have to agree.
Stiff taught me that cadavers are essential to research. After all, as Mary Roach points out, the things that most need cadavers to help in research are the things that are most likely to kill humans to begin with. While I understand squeamishness (that was me), I would suggest, as my husband did, that you not rule out anything until you know what it’s about.
Note: Links below lead to Wikipedia articles, which sometimes don’t have sources, but do have links to other interesting websites. Roach’s discussions are much more fascinating and, while I don’t have the physical book or source notes to prove it, I assume very well researched.
For every cadaver that rode the crash sleds to test three-point seat belts, 61 lives per year have been saved. For every cadaver that took an airbag in the face, 147 people per year survive otherwise fatal head-ons. For every corpse whose head has hammered a windshield, 68 lives per year are saved. (found at 135 minutes, 30 seconds)
If you don’t want to donate your body for research, other things can be done to your remains:
To be honest, I was very disturbed by the review of the actual decay process; after reading Stiff, I certainly would prefer the alternatives. (Hence the lack of description after the items on the second list; I’d rather not dwell on them.) The research and medical alternatives are much more interesting: I could save lives, even after I’ve died!
After Roach’s fascinating historical and modern approaches to all of these options, she discusses her own wishes for her remains and kindly takes the preferences and wishes of her loved ones in to account.
And that is just what she does throughout Stiff: Roach doesn’t tell us what we should do, although there are some ethical discussions and overviews. Rather, she shows us the amazing options, the bizarre treatments, and the disturbed people who have worked with cadavers in the past. Despite the morbid subject, it is funny and approachable. I even listened while eating in the kitchen.
Stiff is seriously funny, in a way that I never thought possible when looking at the process of decay and the various other uses for dead human bodies. I am not a very funny writer: this review, long and cerebral as it has become, cannot do this book justice. You have to listen to the book or read it to get the funny side of Stiff. Trust me, it’s worth it. (I thought I had a weak stomach, but really, the humor disperses the disgusting aspects.)
Roach tells things from the voyeuristic journalist perspective. It seemed she kept asking herself, What would the weirdest person in the world wonder about cadavers? Let me find out the answers!
Or maybe she is just one of those weird people. Either way, it works.
(Visit Mary Roach’s website for excerpts from the book; as I listened to the audiobook, I had a very hard time re-finding the great quotes. So I gave up.)
I don’t want to turn this post into a spiritual discussion or a discussion on what is appropriate for revering the human body. If you are a spiritual person, please don’t think I’m insensitive or nonspiritual by considering the options Roach discusses. I would like to clarify what I believe when I think about dead bodies. I believe that we are all spirit children of God, housed in physical bodies. Our physical bodies are children of physical parents, and those bodies are temples (see 1 Corinthians 6:19). I believe that when we die, our spirits return to God, and our physical bodies will decay naturally. The spirit is no longer in us; therefore, while the empty body is still a miraculous thing and should be revered, it is no longer the temple of a spirit: it is an empty hull. I also believe in a literal resurrection, where the body and spirit will be reunited. I believe that that resurrection will occur whether the body has been lost at sea, followed the natural process of decay, or been used for medical research.
After reading about various uses for cadavers, I am convinced that dedicating my body to science or medicine could still revere the miraculous creation of the body, maybe more so than letting it rot and decay in the ground, as donating it may save lives in the process. But my husband or children will be the ones that have to decide what they’ll do with my remains: I’ll no longer be on earth, and they will be the ones that need to live with that fact.
I normally like to end my reviews with a question for you to answer in the comments. I’m not going to with this review. Rather, here are some questions for you to answer to yourself, not as a comment:
I hope this long-winded review of Stiff by Mary Roach at least got you thinking. For me, Stiff was a change my life death book.
If you have reviewed Stiff, leave a link in the comments and I’ll add your link to this post.
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Chris
Wednesday, July 30, 2008 at 9:36 pm
Interesting.
I want to be cremated. And that’s ‘out there’ enough for my family. My mother-in-law gets annoyed with cremations. I think because there isn’t a body to look at. I’m not sure what the thinking is there.
I’ve told my husband. I don’t want people saying, “She looks good” at the coffin. I won’t look good! If I did I’d be breathing.
J.S. Peyton
Thursday, July 31, 2008 at 2:12 am
I’ve always been one for cremation. I’ve told my family this, though I don’t know how far they’ll go to honor it. My mother seemed ok with it, until I told her I didn’t want any eulogies or a long, drawn out funeral. Instead, I want a lot of good food and live music. I’ve just no interest whatsoever in a sombre funeral for myself.
Rebecca Reid
Friday, August 1, 2008 at 6:43 am
@Chris and J.S. Peyton: I’m with you….I don’t want to look good when I’m dead. Interesting that after reading this book, nothing really seems “out there” anymore…
Joy
Saturday, August 2, 2008 at 12:13 am
Thank you for your “long-winded review”! I have teetered with the idea of reading this several times. You have encouraged me to put it closer to the top of the TBR list.
Rebecca Reid
Sunday, August 3, 2008 at 5:32 am
Joy, I’m so glad I encouraged you to read it! It really did change my thoughts….