Umar A A itibaren Šišma, Çek Cumhuriyeti
I have to start out by saying that I think Mortensen's work (building schools for boys and [especially:] girls in the Muslim world) is important and vital. That said, I didn't come away from this book with a sense of Mortensen as a hero, but as kind of an asshole. He neglected the business side of the foundation he was charged with running so that it nearly went bankrupt (a board member, the wife of the man who endowed the foundation with a million dollars upon his death, ultimately distanced herself from the foundation); left his wife and young children to live paycheck-to-paycheck for months at a time to go to Pakistan and Afghanistan; and took stupid risks that could have gotten him killed a million times over. At one point, lying on the ground while rival drug traffikers had a firefight literally right above his head, Mortenson thought about how his wife would explain to his kids that their dad died building schools for kids and that thought, "made him feel good." Really? You felt good imagining how your wife would have to tell your kids you were dead? Jackass.