Saturday, October 3, 2026

Review: The Man Who Broke Capitalism: How Jack Welch Gutted the Heartland and Crushed the Soul of Corporate America―and How to Undo His Legacy

The Man Who Broke Capitalism: How Jack Welch Gutted the Heartland and Crushed the Soul of Corporate America―and How to Undo His Legacy The Man Who Broke Capitalism: How Jack Welch Gutted the Heartland and Crushed the Soul of Corporate America―and How to Undo His Legacy by David Gelles
My rating: 2 of 5 stars

I agree with the thrust of this book’s argument: American capitalism took a dark turn in the early 1980s when a “Greed is good” mentality took over. The idea of “corporate citizenship” came to seem quaint, and whatever good corporations might once have done – it’s a dubious good, but there is evidence of corporate culture that enabled the growth of many middle-class families and their communities – turned into history.

Gelles locates this transformation in the philosophy and work of Jack Welch, the CEO of General Electric who pioneered the notion – or at least pioneered applying the developing philosophy – that shareholder returns trumped all other concerns. That meant offshoring production, breaking unions, skimping on research and development, and ruthlessly turning over personnel who were -- rather than a company’s asset – a company’s expense.

At his most extreme, Gelles tells us, Welch actually tried to ban the company directors from using the word “loyalty” because he had come to see everyone attached to the company as there for purely transactional reasons.

I don’t doubt Gelles ’s account of all this. I’m old enough to remember some of it taking place, and I remember “Neutron Jack” as the kind of corporate blowhard that my long-haired college friends and I alternately cursed and laughed at.

And I do admire Gelles ’s passion in showing how Welch’s legacy has turned so sour. The man once haled as the “CEO of the century” had the company he built melt away under his successor and had his various disciples run, raise, and ruin a series of other major corporations.

What I do question is how much of the blame he assigns to one man. In Gelles ’s view, Welch is the architect of all that went wrong. While I acknowledge that he was a major player, I’m inclined to see him more as a symptom rather than a creator of that social sickness.

Gelles ’s approach makes for a very thin narrative. He has a lengthy introduction that tells more or less everything there is to say about Welch’s life and career. Then, in the next several chapters, he retells it. In some of those later chapters, I had an odd sense of déjà vu, a feeling that I was hearing something I’d heard before.

Then I remembered that Gelles had said it in the introduction.

I take that repetition as supporting my concern about the thinness of the narrative. Welch played a pivotal part in applying theories that people like Milton Friedman were proposing, but this book might have been just as successful if it focused on Friedman and his influence rather than Welch and his practices.

Or, maybe this could have centered on the Reagan-era deregulations that made possible the corporate growth, acquisitions, and under-scrutinized accounting that underlay Welch’s work.

My point is that this corruption of American capitalism has many authors. Putting Welch at the center of it is almost an optimistic move. It suggests – as the final chapters do – that we can return to a more benign economic structure of only we counteract his legacy through more enlightened corporate practices.

I don’t pretend to know the solution myself, but I can see – in many ways from the evidence of this book – that it’s bigger than one man. This story tries to make it about that one man, when – depressing legacy that he no doubt leaves – it’s really about a culture that lost its way.


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Wednesday, September 30, 2026

Review: The Lost Tomb: And Other Real-Life Stories of Bones, Burials, and Murder

The Lost Tomb: And Other Real-Life Stories of Bones, Burials, and Murder The Lost Tomb: And Other Real-Life Stories of Bones, Burials, and Murder by Douglas Preston
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

I didn’t realize what I was getting into when I picked this one up, but it’s got some amazing material. I can’t say that material adds up to a great book, but, if you want some excellent natural science writing – with a dash of drama – you can’t do better than a handful of these articles.

I dimly recognized Preston as the co-author with Lincoln Child of a series of books I’ll see (and ignore) at library bookstores. I did not recognize him, though, as the author of “The Mystery of Hell Creek,” an article I read in The New Yorker when it first came out in 2019…and that I enjoyed so much that I read it a second time soon after.

I’ve now read it a third time, and I still find it one of the most engaging science articles I’ve ever read. (It’s about an archeological site that seems to have captured the moment of the meteor crash that killed most of the dinosaurs and led to the rise of mammals.)

There are some other excellent pieces here. “The Monster of Florence” seems like it couldn’t be nonfiction, but it is. Preston tells of how, when he worked to cover the investigation of an Italian Serial Killer,” he got drawn into the case and was eventually charged – by a man he sees as a vengeful prosecutor angry that Preston was part of debunking his pet theory – as an accessory to the crimes himself.

And then my second favorite story here is “Trial by Fury,” which is a sort of sequel to “The Monster of Florence.” In it, he recounts how the same prosecutor went on to charge American Amanda Knox with murdering her roommate. When various on-line haters of Knox found out about Preston’s earlier clash with the prosecutor, they began attacking him in ways he couldn’t imagine.

Rather than answer those charges directly, Preston looks to evolutionary biology to explain a vitriol that mystifies him. I have long been interested in “sociopaths,” whom I understand as those individuals who put their own welfare ahead of the communal. Early humans worked together to survive with everyone taking chances to benefit the collective. Sociopaths, as I see them, recognized they could let others take chances while lying low and reaping the benefits.

In Preston’s reading, we developed a collective answer in the impulse to be outraged at people who violate what some see as the collective good. So, the anti-Knox haters saw Knox (and, by extension, Preston) as shirkers who needed to be called out.

I’m not giving a great paraphrase, but I found it compelling, and I’ve enjoyed mulling it over.

So, the best of these are terrific writing. In fact, all of this is well done to one degree or another…barring the occasional overdramatization.

At the same time, I think this is less than the sum of its fine parts. There’s a vanity to the project in that it’s a collection of Preston’s best nonfiction. But his nonfiction is less creative, personal writing and more journalism. And, if journalism is the first draft of history, many of these are first drafts that need to be updated to reflect new discoveries. Preston gives us a paragraph or two of update for many of them, but that’s not quite enough.

Instead, I feel as if many of these could, properly developed, worked as full-length books in their own right. Preston hasn’t wanted to put the time in for that – and why would he when he can team up with Child for surefire bestseller – so it feels like settling for something less.

Anyway, an interesting mixed bad, and a glimpse at someone who does what he does very well.


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