It's hard to describe this as a book I "liked." It is disgusting at points. But it was also surprisingly thoughtful and soothing. Living in denial, letting the dirty jobs be done by hidden workers, privileged ppl trying to extend their lives at any cost - these are not good things. Life is precious, but not my particular life at all costs. Nobody should be shielded from all the pain. That is how we get such inequity in the division of benefits and burdens. If fear of death is one of the greatest fears and actions based in fear are often harmful, isn't facing our fear of death crucial to being better while alive?