Mortality is a stark, slim, unfinished meditation on dying that his author positions as the opposite of The Last Lecture, which I reluctantly read and panned. So perhaps I should love this book? Not so much. While the matter-of fact, often cynical outlook is refreshing (as when he bemoans the fact that he will die before his enemies, or before his credit card expires, o the weird word), the criticism can be unnecessarily vicious and the organization could use some tightening up. Probably there was not enough time for that.