Review: Radio Shangri-La by Lisa Napoli

I selected this book from Amazon Vine because I don't know much of anything about Bhutan and since the author lived and worked there, rather than vacationing, I thought she would give me an open-eyed view of the people, the government, and the landscape.

Since I have an ARC copy, there are no photographs and I can't see from amazon's website that there are any in the published book either. I hope I'm wrong because it really needs pictures of Bhutan, her friends there, and herself.

Napoli went to Bhutan in 2007 when she was 40 and going through a bit of a midlife crisis, wondering if she should have stayed married, had children, and lived a more "normal" life. As it was, she had worked at CNN, NPR, and other radio outlets, and was at that time working in Los Angeles in radio. She was originally from New York City but had lived many places. As a result, she had friends all over, many of them close friends she kept in touch with. It was one of her friends who introduced her to someone who got her a volunteer consulting position with a new radio station in Thimphu, the capital of Bhutan, and she was off on the adventure of a lifetime.

Now she has friends there as well. She has been back many times and the end of the book is quite sad as she relates the modernizing changes that have come to Bhutan. Along the way, Napoli came to terms with her own life and realized what it is she needs to do to feel truly fulfilled.

I enjoyed learning more about Bhutan, including exactly where it is. This is the country that values its "happiness quotient" rather than its GNP. The people didn't get television until a few years ago; the unfortunate result is that they believe all of us in the U.S. live in huge, posh homes like the characters on "Desperate Housewives." They found it hard to believe that we aren't all rich and that Napoli's L.A. apartment wasn't much bigger than her digs in Bhutan. As it opens to the West, perhaps some of those misperceptions will be made clear, but they are certainly paying a price.

I recommend this book, but it won't be on my list of favorite reads for the year.

Political Suicide

Doesn't it seem like the annual number of politicians throwing away their careers increases with each year? The last two to commit political suicide have reminded us there are many methods of cutting short a promising career in public service. The only question is why they do it.

Gov. Mark "Holier-than-thou" Sanford chose the most common suicidal impulse: sex. Like an adolescent boy he apologized and apologized ad nauseum for his affair, but then added to the immaturity of his conduct by admitting to "crossing the line" (whatever that means) with other women. Reminds me of teenagers bragging about conquests, of the real or wishful thinking sort.

Most men in the throes of midlife crisis are content to buy a fancy sportscar or some other mild act of rebellion. Sanford, forgetting that the aphrodesiac involved here is power, threw away his marriage, the respect of his sons, and his career in one fell swoop. Or, as my father used to say, one swell foop, which actually sounds more appropriate in this case.

No sooner had Sanford finally, thankfully dropped out of sight again, this time to be alone with his family in an attempt at reconciliation, we see Gov. Sarah Palin before a microphone. Yikes, this can't be good.

I'm not real sure what Palin said except that she's resigning. Her little speech was so full of mixed metaphors and Palinisms that the rest is all a blur. Something about dead fish? Oh I don't know.

Regardless, as if she hadn't already turned herself into a joke and embarrassed her family and her constituents enough, she is now jumping ship because the waves are getting too high. See? I can do it too. If this doesn't end her hopes for 2012, I don't know what more she can do to guarantee she won't be our first female president or vice president or anything else in D.C.

Now that's good news!