This book is a cluster headache printed on paper. It spools endlessly, or at least seems so. Repetitive, condescending, vague, unhelpful, and beyond everything else, exceptionally dull.

I did not pay for this book. In that sense, it's the books only redeeming quality. I have no physical book to deal with, so in the end there won't be any waste.

I only regret that I cannot tear the pages out and set it on fire. Although, for the time I lost reading this crap, I very well might buy a paperback version just to set it on fire.

Truly a horrible book. Awful. If you doubt any of it, what is the first thing that comes to mind when a nasty little male germanic troll rails on for pages about menstruation? Yeah, you've got first hand knowledge of that, sure.

This is a headache on paper.