He Knew He Was Right.

Isaacson's accounts of the iPod and iPhone revolutions are thorough and interesting enough (though I would have given Bono perhaps one fewer cameo), but the story of Jobs' last days is positively revelatory. Jobs pursued alternative cancer cures, including visits to a psychic, while delaying conventional treatments that might have saved his life. Even sedated, he ripped off an oxygen mask because he hated the design: "He ordered them to bring five different options for the mask and he would pick a design he liked." Even face to face with death, he never stopped being Steve. Steve Jobs is more than a good book; it's an urgently necessary one. We cannot understand the world around us without understanding this strange man who did so much to shape it.