A couple of weeks ago, I heard Katherine Boo give an interview about her new book, Behind the Beautiful Forevers, on NPR. Her definitions of poverty and extreme poverty and slums vs villages, provided a keen insight on both and the differences that distinguished the two. Listening to her descriptions of the slums-the pollution, the leaning rows of attached hovels, the shadow of the luxury hotels in the background, and the sewage-filled lake front property–were as expected, until she explained how much more life there was to live to in a slum than a village. What? How can a pollution filled, garbage sorting existence be better than a village? That’s when the idea of extreme poverty became clear; as she explained the tight bounds of class systems in villages that prevents individuals from doing anything above or beyond their station in life. When even garbage sorting is forbidden, regardless if it is the only job available, village life can be worse than living in a slum.
Needless to say, after that interview I had to read the book. Throughout most of it, I forgot that it wasn’t fiction. The book begins with a young, garbage sorter hiding from the cops after being accused of a horrible crime. I wondered how much could he have to lose?
That’s how Katherine sets this story up; she starts with the crime and then fills in all that this young boy has accomplished in his short life as slum-dweller, growing up in the shadows of luxury hotels. Then you understand exactly what’s a stake. When you have nothing, any little bit lost is everything you have.
Phenomenal story.
What I’m reading now: My literary destination this week is North Korea.
rd the end, but it concluded with a bang-a worthwhile adventure.
