Then I looked over my shelves to see if there was some other memoir type book, preferably short, that I could read before returning to another big science tome. I found this, by the same author as TRIBE, which I read and reviewed some five years ago. This book is less a personal memoir than a meditation on a theme, that of the title. As in that earlier book, this one considers its titular idea from different perspectives, three in this case.
It’s a memoir to the extent that Junger, with a small group of friends, spent a considerable amount of time walking the railroad lines in Pennsylvania. (Not consecutively, he mentions.) They’re hobos of a sort, sleeping outside, avoiding towns, avoiding the security police that monitor the tracks. It’s an experiment in freedom, in a sense; the book is a meditation about the tension between community and freedom.
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