Recommendation: Read the blog
Where to read: On the treadmill or, more realistically, drunk on your couch wondering what happened to your youth
Read with: Beer (the brand you should have stopped drinking about five years ago)
In brief: I don’t like self-help books, I still don’t like them, I only read it while bored doing cardio at the gym.
No great revelations to report, no earth shattering wisdom coming down from on high. It’s rather charming in its casual profanity but one couldn’t escape the feeling it wasn’t written for or directed at me. I’d be far more interested in what a man 18-35, which I have no doubt was the target demo, would make of it. Come to think of it, the world would probably be a lot better if everyone in that demographic read about and followed the rule of “F*ck yes or No” (aka affirmative/enthusiastic consent).
Personally, I’d prefer to read something longer (and referenced) rather than a condensed version of what are (probably) quite insightful and useful points rooted in sound psychological principles – but that’s the personal preference of someone who, by their own admission, regards the entire genre with a level of moderate disdain (quite possibly, I am willing to admit, based on pretension and ignorance).
Failing that, go to his website and read the articles there instead. It wouldn’t be the worst thing you could do with your evening by a long shot.
Mark Manson – The Subtle Art of Not Giving a F*ck
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