Dan Koeppel – To See Every Bird on Earth
Length: 278 pages
Genre: Non-Fiction; Biography/Memoir
Started: 30 December 2010
Finished: 01 January 2011
Where did it come from? My advisor’s bookshelves.
Why do I have it? I picked it up to look at the cover, and she said “You should read that, you’ll like it.”
To be a major
birder, all you need is time,
cash… and obsession.
Summary: Dan Koeppel’s father has seen over 7,000 species of birds. That’s impressive enough on its own, considering that there are about 10,000 bird species on the planet, but even more impressive is that there are less than a dozen other “Big Listers” that have attained those kinds of numbers. However, that kind of accomplishment is not without a price. In To See Every Bird on Earth, Koeppel traces the origins of his father’s birding, how it sprung from stifled childhood dreams and turned from a hobby into an obsession that consumed and overwhelmed everything else in his life, including his job, his marriage, and his family. In trying to understand his father’s birding, he also investigates the history of competitive birding, the current state of this unique and eccentric subculture, the methods and motivations of several other Big Listers, and the root of the desire that drives humans to attempt to count and categorize the natural world.
Review: Speaking from the point of view of a biologist who is not a birder – and while there is some overlap, being one does not require the other – it was eye-opening to read about the other side of things. I learned a lot of things about birding and birders that I didn’t know – most strikingly the fact that there are so few Big Listers. I also agree with Koeppel’s general thesis about the craze for birding (or similar pastimes) springing from a need to create a place of order for ourselves in a wide world that seems chaotic. So, viewing this book as a work of factual non-fiction, it was definitely a success: I was interested throughout, and I learned some new things, although I wish there had been more about the birds themselves.
Viewing this book as a biography/memoir, however, I’m not so sure. Koeppel states his theories about why his dad is a compulsive birder pretty early on, and then describes his dad’s life such that it supports those theories. However, he doesn’t really present any alternative explanations, and I was never entirely convinced, never sure that there wasn’t some piece to the puzzle that Koeppel was standing too close to see.
Speaking of standing too close, I also have to evaluate this book from a scientist’s perspective. Birding relies on several scientific principles, and while for the most part Koeppel does an okay job explaining them, there were a few places where I thought the science aspect of things could have used beefing up. For example, the definition of what is a “species” is critical to birders – for those with large lists, revisions of the taxonomy can gain or lose them tens if not hundreds of species at a time, which is critical in a game where numbers are the main thing that matter. Among biologists, species concepts are often hotly debated at extensive length; in TSEBoE, Koeppel dispatches with the issue in less than a paragraph. There are other instances throughout the book where a misplaced word or strange phrasing belied a similar lack of in-depth scientific understanding.
I don’t mean to sound overly down on this book. It’s highly likely that the amount of science Koeppel introduces is more than adequate for the lay reader, and I’m just being an egghead. Overall, I did enjoy reading it, I just think that it didn’t quite reach everything it was aiming for. 3.5 out of 5 stars.
Recommendation: Worth reading for an interesting look into a subculture that most people probably know very little about. Also, the desire to list and organize things in one’s life should be highly relatable to those who spend hours poring over and maintaining their LibraryThing accounts. :)
As a note, Koeppel’s also guilty of one of my main non-fiction pet-peeves: defining the same term in two successive chapters (in this case, “monotypic genus”). To me, it always makes it seem like the book was cobbled together from previously published articles and not read through for cohesiveness carefully enough. So, attention journalists: if you’re writing a book, please actually write a book. We can tell when you cut corners.
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