Ben Goldacre’s novel was the first piece of non-fiction I read for fun, and it is superb. I’ve read a lot since then, so it clearly made an impression.
My scientific scope of understanding is arguably below par, and yet this is written in a way that I never felt patronised or confused. It helps that amidst the scathing commentary on an often devastatingly stupid society, he’s also pretty hilarious.
He firmly explains and sets the barriers between what is science, and what is media folly – two things which, on surface-level reflection, can be really difficult to differentiate between. Everything from understanding whether “oxygenated face moisturiser” is anything more than a nice-smelling tub of cream, to fraudulent research costing patients’ lives. A must-read for anyone who considers themselves informed, responsible consumers.