Having read several of Desmond Morris's other books and holding him in high esteem as an expert academic as well as broadcaster and writer, I was looking forward to this book. It does have lots of interesting notes about our own species- and he's certainly the man to make us open our naked eyes to look at each other in new ways.
In this book Morris realtes anecdotes from his global travels, and often lavish lifestyle and revelas more about himself than in other books...unforunately for me it was a case of 'never meet your idol'. I found him a rather arrogant and superior, at times even condascending towards his 'subjects'.A real pity! He must have a far more fascinating a life than is related in this book!
Some may find his remarks about religion, especially Catholicism controvesial- this however is an area where i agree with him- and he puts it quite well.
The worst part, I think was an account of a 90 day round the world cruise (holiday, not work), focussed on the knick knacks he bought on the way, with little information about our fellow humans at all. I think by this time I had lost interest in and empathy with him, and I did find some of his remarks about indigenous cultures odd coming from someone so knowledgable about them. For example, 'At the tourist resort we are waited on by huge-bodied Fijian servants. It's depressing to see that these lovely giants have changed from head-hunters to head waiters in just a few years'. But obviously not quite depressing enough to deprive himself of the opportunity for selfish luxury in the most exploitative and least sustainable form of tourism, the cruise ship. Its a shame that he of all people can't connect his actions with the destruction of native cultures!
I did read it all, I learnt some things about ourselves, but I realised after about half way, I was 'getting through it' just so I could get on with something better- even one of his own, more factual books