It was just too harrowing. Reading about his depression was fascinating, but then it became very frightening, as if I was giving my subconscious ideas. I don’t know…I guess I’m just not in the right frame of mind for this book. He’s a very capable writer, though.

Anyone who would confess in a book the many different drug cocktails he is on for depression has got issues. And intersperssed in this book are many more stories of just how messed up this guy is. But thanks to his illness, now anyone who has an interest in the issue of depression can find a very comprehensive history and current thinking on it in this one compact book. Solomon covers a tremendous amount of ground going back to Christ and the religious underpinnings of society’s view of depression and mania. Treatments past and present are examined in excruciating detail. Ever wonder why the “talk” therapist don’t cotton to the “drug” therapist? Read this book and you will know (hint: it is a conflict as old as Plato and Aristotle). Anyone who is depressed, thinks they might be, wants to be, or knows someone who may be, must read this book.

humm, this and the PDR. What else does anyone need on a saturday night?