Book Review: The Emperor of all Maladies by Siddhartha Mukherjee
With some time to relax at the end of December, I opted to catch up on my reading a bit. From the moment I found out about Siddhartha Mukherjee’s “biography of cancer” I knew I had to take a look. While Mukherjee spices up his chronicle with harrowing glimpses into his own practice as a clinical oncologist, he generally offers a very clear and sober view of cancer and the various triumphs and pitfalls that have come along the way.
“Nothing invented, nothing extraneous. Cancer’s life is a recapitulation of the body’s life, its existence a pathological mirror of our own. Susan Sontag warned against overburdening an illness with metaphors. But this is not a metaphor. Down to their innate molecular cores, cancer cells are hyperactive, survival-endowed, scrappy, fecund, inventive copies of ourselves.” -S Mukherjee
There is no sugar coating and nothing inserted; there is no uplifting message or thesis. If anything, one unfamiliar with cancer can appreciate how difficult it is to treat, and those more versed in the disease can appreciate how far we have come in our understanding. It’s a must-read for anyone that has any inkling to improve the human condition.