After blogging about books for quite some time, you're probably wondering why I have yet to write a scathing review. It's impossible to like every book you read, right? I agree with that statement. However, since I started this blog there really haven't been many books I've disliked. Then I read this one.
I finished this book last week. Well, I sort of finished this book... I tried. I really, honestly tried to read it. By the time I was halfway through I realized, I just didn't care. Never before have I rolled my eyes so much in a book.
Critics gave both Freakonomics and Superfreakonomics raving reviews, saying it was new and fresh and probably even inspirational. My take? It's pop culture crap, that people believe because they really can't think for themselves. Yeah, it's sort of a new take on economics, but ugh. I don't care.
This book was written to shock people. That was made clear when the first point was about prostitution. All of you essay writers out there know that the most influential point should be made first and then driven back home in the conclusion. That's exactly what happened. However, the conclusion was about monkeys, who apparently only care about food and sex. When money is introduced to these monkeys... yes, prostitution with monkeys ensues. Though we have no idea how the experiments in this book were actually conducted and any of it was mostly likely twisted to add shock value to prove that economics can be looked at in a different way.
The tone of voice was arrogant and untrustworthy. There was nothing that would make me trust these experiments or the authors. Critics called it witty, I call it sarcastic and poorly written. I love sarcasm as much as anyone, but the sentence structure was so terrible sometimes that the humor never made it off the page.
I'm sure there's more I could say, but I think you all get the idea.
Happy reading! I hope you're all reading something better than this! :)