Melon
The exposition felt like getting hit upside the head with a sock full of change, but good god, the plot and characters had me hooked.
Think Star Wars TV series Andor's subplot with Mon Mothma for linguistics nerds, but with more queer yearning.
Strong Sally Rooney vibes with a sprinkling of Lena Dunham's Girls. So, devastating and beautiful and pulling on the strings on the parts of ourselves we hate.
I would not have predicted that a boredom read on toilets would turn my world upside down, but here we are.
The best kind of disturbing. The VVitch and Midsomer vibes with some mommy kink, but better because it's a book.
6 hours of whining about how being white and rich is so hard and attempting and failing to be aware of how ridiculous this is. And the ending was very disappointing.
- It's like Dobelli truly (consciously or unconsciously- it's not entirely clear) did not consider their audience to extend beyond cishet, college-educated men. While I found several of the initial theories presented interesting, Dobelli's snide side remarks grounded in 1960s western gender values + examples usually made around the stock market and business investment + his massive fan girling of Taleb all point to an inability to communicate one's ideas to those outside of one's own discourse community.
2. Several of the theories Dobelli presents, including the marshmallow experiment and the decision fatigue theory have been disproven, casting a shadow on all the other theories presented.
3. This guy just really loves stocks. Sir, these ideas seem to apply to contexts more interesting and perhaps much more important than stocks.