That obnoxious Amazon. It likes to monopolize and dominate the jungle. Although one might be led to believe that there would be an abundance of everything where such a mighty force exists, the truth is exactly the opposite. As David Grann puts it himself: It’s the great “counterfeit paradise”. I couldn’t agree more. Amazon will starve you. Amazon will desiccate you. And finally, Amazon will obliterate you. Because, simply put, Amazon doesn’t care for you. It’s a green desert. Unfit for human civilization.
Take the example of Colonel Percy Harrison Fawcett. He wanted to make “the great discovery of the century” by finding the cryptic lost City of Z but instead, the uncaring Amazon rainforest consumed him, his son (Jack) and his son’s friend (Raleigh Rimell). So, “the great discovery of the century” became infamous as what has often been described as “the greatest exploration mystery of the twentieth century”— that is, the mystery of the fate of Percy Fawcett and the whereabouts of the lost City of Z.
Many have tried to solve the mystery over the years, but failed.
No one could find exactly what happened to Fawcett and certainly no one could find any clues that Z ever existed.
But why should it exist? It was really pointless of us to assume right from the start that a civilization could prosper under something as brutal and vainglorious as Amazon.
Sure, Grann did made some flimsy attempts by the end of the book by hinting that a civilized colony might have existed in the Amazon in the past, but that didn’t half-convince me.
So, one thing I would definitely take away from this book is the fact that, Amazon is the bane of civilization.