Sex, Drugs and Cocoa Puffs

This author. He's really very hard to like. Some of the chapters on pop culture were interesting or even a little funny (such as his take on serial killers and their influence on society as celebrities) and others were just banal (like his views on the importance of The Real World - really?, a whole chapter dedicated to Pam Anderson v. Marilyn Monroe, another one on an Axl Rose cover band).

What made this book bad was that this author definitely gives off the impression that he thinks he is better than everyone else. Case in point: no woman will ever please him. Stop it. He's no Casanova. And the fact that he criticizes pop culture but then uses it as a vehicle to spew his pretentious nonsense and have it pass as intelligent is just the cherry on top on hypocrisy. I imagine that really annoying hipster wannabes would like this book because its blatantly negative and so purposely against popular thought. He seems like another annoying, nerdy wannabe New Yorker (I say wannabe because he lives in Brooklyn but is clearly from a small town in the middle of the sticks- anyone who watches and rewatches The Real World series in full is someone who has too much time and is not a true city person).

Decide for yourself. I would never tell someone not to read this, because I think some people would find it funny. But if you think for a minute you're going to read anything better than what a blogger writes, then don't waste your money...or time.