how i became stupid

started off with promise but two-thirds of the way through it quickly lost steam. there were hints that the books would disappoint early, like the all too easy dismissal of suicide, but i was still holding out hope. nonetheless, it ended up leaving me with the feeling that the author was frustrated by his own inability to grasp a good explanation or justification for continuing on and thinking as he had.

if you need to burn a couple hours, go for it. otherwise, i’d slightly disappointing. given that it was a random pick off the shelf, though, i can’t be too surprised.