Oooookay, so. *knuckle-cracking* Upper-middle-class white dude goes on a voyage of self-discovery and returns aged all of... what, 32? to deliver his wisdom unto the world. Sign. Me. Up. (Please don't.) The tone was incredibly dogmatic and the research was shoddy at best. If you're going to supersede all of Western philosophy about a life well lived, you could at least put in the work to find out who's been down that exact friggin' path over the last couple of millenia. To be clear, I would have zero problem with the guy presenting his personal experience and the changes he's made as a result of it. What really rankles is the notion that it can all be whipped up into universalist advice. It's like: oh, existentialism, nihilism, ethics? here: I made it all simple and easily digested for you. Honestly, I think Philosophy for Dummies is a much more scholarly exercise than this book. I also firmly believe that it took off in large part thanks to its title (which is not unheard of in the self-help genre, I realize that). But I say, if you must have a book with the F-word in its title, read Go the Fuck to Sleep, as it is shorter, more pragmatic, and much more to the point.