Irony has become passe, some would argue. The book, however, is not wholly without fault. At times, Eggers sabotages the reader's ability to empathize. This is witty, self-aware prose at its best. Tears stream down the face.
Mucus runs down the nose.
Meanwhile, a confused audience can't decide whether to pay this public servant its utmost attention or giggle at the situation's obvious absurdity. When Juarez is finished, Eggers cautiously steps behind the podium and lets his sincere side rip it up. Oh my god. I've never read before. I wish I could find you.