![]() ![]() Roach belongs to a particular strain of science writer she’s interested less in scientific subjects than in the ways scientists study their subjects less, in this case, in sex per se than in the laboratory dissection of sex. Intended as much for amusement as for enlightenment, “Bonk” is Roach’s foray into the world of sex research, mostly from Alfred Kinsey onward, but occasionally harking back to the ancient Greeks and medievals (equally unenlightened). In “Bonk,” she turns to sex, covering such territory as dried animal excreta used as vaginal “drying agents” a rat’s tail “lost” in a penis and a man named William Harvey, patent-holder for a rolling toaster-size metal box outfitted with a motorized “resiliently pliable artificial penis.” In short, she takes an entertaining topic and showcases its creepier side.Īnd then she makes the creepy funny. ![]() ![]() In her previous books, “Stiff” and a follow-up, “Spook,” Mary Roach set out to make creepy topics (cadavers, the afterlife) fun. ![]()
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