Against Happiness: In Praise of Melancholy by Farrar, Straus and Giroux Title: Against Happiness: In Praise of Melancholy

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Against Happiness: In Praise of Melancholy by Farrar, Straus and Giroux

Very Reflective

After reading Garrison Keillor's review in the New York Times, I still decided to purchase the book for myself. I have felt that happiness has been overrated in our culture and the author expands on my feelings and gives it life. Who would have thought that melancholy would evolve as a desirable quality? I never did but I experience it everyday. I thank the author and his insights. Thank you. By the way, now I'm happy.
Against Happiness: In Praise of Melancholy by Farrar, Straus and Giroux

Yes, but.....

This slim, dense, nutrient-packed volume is profound, revolutionary, and potentially life-changing. I don't think it ever uses the word "Zen" but it wants you "in the moment," because the moments are going to end -- pretty soon. If you're not very aware, it could alter your consciousness some.

And....we are always on the lookout for stories of Extraordinary Comebacks, to share with others, and collect (some day) in a volume 2, and we found a few more in this book, notably Handel, who was fallen on hard times (1741), and burst his way out of them with a 24-day compositional marathon, stinting on both food and sleep, to create the timeless marvel, Messiah. We enjoyed the forays into Keats, Beethoven, John Lennon and Georgia O'Keeffe.

But this is not a self-help book, make no mistake. It is rather, the anti-self help book. It's ok to be sad, is the message in essence, in fact, it is the human condition. (We knew that, and you did, too). That may be a bit mundane, and obvious, but the author riffs on it at length. Most books tackle how to get of those straits, this one says 'not gonna do that, not gonna go there.'

Crossing the river from individual psychology to sociology and politics, the author asserts that avoiding feelings, especially the bad ones has its consequences: that the ironic, unfeeling Seinfeld generation ("no hugs, no learning") was tailor-made to look the other way for a "corrupt administration's" forever war with almost no protest. (Jerry would shrug at this point....)

Still, it seems to me the human is hard-wired to want something more, a lot more, a greater destiny, something beyond getting on that "little black train that's rolling down the track, the little black train that's not going to bring you back." Brilliant writing here?, yes, perceptive, insightful, and all the rest? Yes, often, but even though it doesn't chart our way to a bliss, happiness, or even a Zen chill, nor does it purport to, sometimes it left us a little.....dare we say it, sad.
Against Happiness: In Praise of Melancholy by Farrar, Straus and Giroux

Troublous

I love the Romantic poets. I love John Keats's meditations on the soul. It is unfortunate that Wilson's essential thesis is done such a disservice by his "troublous" inflated purple prose. Thomas Moore's Care of the Soul is a far more meaningful and sensitively written book and similarly themed. (Though Moore did rather sell out in his follow-up works.) It's well worth having a look at the review of the book in the NY Times Book Review before you fork out your money, which, believe me, you are likely to find a "troublous" purchase indeed!
Against Happiness: In Praise of Melancholy by Farrar, Straus and Giroux

Satisfied

This is a very well written, intelligent look into the world of melancholy. It is a small read but packed full of insight. Sure to become a topic of discussion and debate!
Against Happiness: In Praise of Melancholy by Farrar, Straus and Giroux

Against Happiness: In Praise of Melancholy

Quick and interesting read, yet with a timely, powerful, and important message -- a message that may not be initially welcomed by many (most), yet surprisingly refreshng and healing. A much needed tonic for an epidemic of self sabatoging social denial. Along with Wilson's well written description and explanation of the sane reasons to respect meloncholy, it is enhanced with short biographies and examples from literature which make it interesting as well as informative. I'm the better for having read it, as well as personally "justified" and "validated" in what have been my general observations on the subject -- observations that are not widely welcomed, yet were they to be welcomed would prove to be an elixer and boost for individuals and society at large. Thank you, Eric G. Wilson. Well done. I am grateful.
Against Happiness: In Praise of Melancholy by Farrar, Straus and Giroux

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Americans are addicted to happiness. When we’re not popping pills, we leaf through scientific studies that take for granted our quest for happiness, or read self-help books by everyone from armchair philosophers and clinical psychologists to the Dalai Lama on how to achieve a trouble-free life: Stumbling on Happiness; Authentic Happiness: Using the New Positive Psychology to Realize Your Potential for Lasting Fulfillment; The Art of Happiness: A Handbook for Living. The titles themselves draw a stark portrait of the war on melancholy.
 
More than any other generation, Americans of today believe in the transformative power of positive thinking. But who says we’re supposed to be happy? Where does it say that in the Bible, or in the Constitution? In Against Happiness, the scholar Eric G. Wilson argues that melancholia is necessary to any thriving culture, that it is the muse of great literature, painting, music, and innovation—and that it is the force underlying original insights. Francisco Goya, Emily Dickinson, Marcel Proust, and Abraham Lincoln were all confirmed melancholics. So enough Prozac-ing of our brains. Let’s embrace our depressive sides as the wellspring of creativity. What most people take for contentment, Wilson argues, is living death, and what the majority takes for depression is a vital force. It’s time to throw off the shackles of positivity and relish the blues that make us human.