This is an entertaining book about how Alexander conquered the Persians to create one of the largest empires of the ancient world. The author takes you along all the key battles while giving you insight into the personality of perhaps the most known man to have ever lived.
What struck me most about Alexander was that all he cared about was glory and conquest, not money or women. He was the human incarnation of the saying, “If it’s not hard, it’s not worth doing,” and simply wanted to accomplish what no other man had done. He even preferred winning when disadvantaged because he know it would increase his glory. He wanted to be a legend, and on that front he succeeded.
Even though he killed an untold number of people, I couldn’t help but root for him along the journey. Perhaps an unfortunate quirk of human nature is that we love winners, no matter what they have to do in order to win. Those who consider him a murderous tyrant must realize he was a man of his time, no more brutal than other generals who conquered the lands before him.
The only problem with this book is that writer goes on historical tangents that don’t relate to Alexander, needlessy listing names of historical extras and foreign lands without giving you much context to work with. Other than that, I had trouble putting this book down. If you like reading about war or history, you’ll enjoy it.
“Alexander was seeking the glory that comes from taking an unexpected risk—and winning.”
“Brave deeds are what true men do.”
“To truly understand Alexander we must realize that—perhaps more than any man in history—he hated to lose. Alexander was and is the absolute embodiment of pure human ambition with all its good and evil consequences.”
“This is a book about Chinese obfuscation and subterfuge. It is about gaming, strategy, and tactics.”
The author of this book worked as a consultant for American importers who wanted to manufacture in China, acting as translator, inspector, and local expert. He has written a surprisingly entertaining book about how the crafty Chinese try to squeeze importers through a variety of tricks, either by producing goods using inferior raw materials or gradually raising the cost of production. With some of the stories I was on the edge of my seat wondering which party was going to get screwed, and at times it read like funny travel memoir with episodes of tourist scams and culture clash.
“Chinese factories often engaged in quality fade—the incremental degradation of a product over time. They quietly reduced the amount of materials or else manipulate the quality of raw inputs. The changes were gradual, almost imperceptible. The importer was neither asked for permission nor told.”
I can never look at common items the same way. Essentially everything you buy that is made in China is prone to faulty, deceitful, and unsanitary manufacturing practices. In one of many examples, a Chinese factory changed the formulation of liquid soap so that it congealed under cold temperatures, coming out of the bottle in clumps of jizz. The importer could no longer say with confidence what the ingredients were after the factory owner tinkered with the recipe. Through trickery and superior negotiation skills, Chinese factory owners made importers so dependent on them that in essence they becomes the boss while the Americans became middlemen, mere agents.
In a passage from Upton Sinclair’s “The Jungle,” which took place in the early 20th century, a poor young mother goes to the store to buy milk that has a blue tint. It was obviously tainted, but there were no regulations or enforcement in place to ensure she was getting a quality product. There is an assortment of agencies now to help prevent that sort of thing, but just a tiny percentage of goods coming from China, some of it food, is being inspected. We’re back in the wild west where buyer must beware. While you probably trust big brands, you shouldn’t trust the factories those brands outsource to.
The book also points out that shaming companies who outsource isn’t the answer to America’s problems. If just one company in your field successfully outsources work, you will go under if you don’t find a cheaper way to do business. A problem is that Americans don’t give a damn about Made In USA, and will happily purchase the Chinese product if it’s a nickel cheaper. Every American whining about there not being enough manufacturing jobs—while shopping in Walmart or Target—have to do some soul searching, because it’s that behavior which began the exodus of jobs to Chinese shores.
It was bittersweet to read about the economic implications of China’s success because ultimately globalization is a zero-sum game. One country’s gain is another loss. While Americans currently get to pay less for goods than the rest of the world, they give up their factory base in the process. Cheap crap at Walmart will end once our credit line runs out. Then we will have no cheap imports or jobs. We’ll have to depend on China for the most basic of necessities. China is in it for the long-term while Americans are living paycheck to paycheck, quarterly report to quarterly report.
“Importers were thinking checkers, while manufacturers were playing chess.”
All that’s left is checkmate.
“My goal became to control and master fear, rather than erase it.”
This is a memoir of an Englishman who grew up having intense anxiety and fear of physical confrontations. He decided to face his fear by becoming a bouncer, ending up in a rough club called Busters. The book features exciting tales of bouncing and fight stories combined with his personal development.
The bulk of this work features simple stories of him beating people into a pulp. The knockouts never got old and I laughed out loud many times throughout the book. With this great power of destruction came his transformation into a bully, where he was ready to hit anyone at the slightest provocation. In spite of that, you root for him to continue knocking people out.
Towards the end of the book, the author talks a lot about the physiology of fear and how to deal with it. Many times he stated how he had trouble dealing with the fear before every fight, that a new match could lead to his end. He repeatedly stresses that fear can be tamed but not completely eradicated.
This is a book of one man facing his fears and getting what he wanted out of life. My only complaint is that he goes off on little side-jaunts while in the middle of the action, but otherwise it’s a captivating story that I recommend.
“Your own mind can be your worst enemy and that as soon as you give in to these thoughts, even a little bit, they grow stronger and stronger, feeding on each little victory, making you weaker and weaker.”
This is the Parisian version of Stuff White People Like, best for people who are planning a trip to France. I bought it as a temporary substitution for going to the country. The book portrays French people as insecure and snobby, obsessed with what other people think of them (I guess you could say the same thing about Americans). Overall I found it interesting from a cultural standpoint and sometimes funny, but it’s a better read if you know some French since the author sprinkles many French words throughout without giving English equivalents.
“Rule number one is that jeans are never to be worn with sneakers in Paris. A person walking the streets of Paris wearing jeans and New Balance shoes is American.”
Guilty as charged!
(I thought the author’s biography was interesting. He seems like a go-getter.)
The Pomodoro technique is for managing your time and getting shit done, based on doing uninterrupted 25-minute periods of real work that you time using a basic kitchen timer. I already do a remix of this technique from various productivity tips I’ve implemented in the past ten years where I work for periods of 60 or 75 minutes instead of 25 (I also take longer breaks). When it comes to writing books, I find that 60 minutes should be the minimum work unit because of the time it takes to get into the writing “mood.” For regular office tasks which the book seems geared to, 25 minutes should be sufficient.
It also contains a system for helping you deal with distractions and eliminating bad work habits like getting up for a drink you don’t need or “quickly” checking something on the internet. This book reads like a technical report, but it contains a lot of useful tips if you’re interested in improving your productivity.
I read this book because I’m converting to Islam. Just kidding, I read it before launching Fat Girl Jihad so I could make better jokes. However I did read it with an open mind to try and understand one of the world’s largest religions.
The book was mostly a disappointment. It offered a rosy propagandist view of Islam that did a horrible job of batting down counter-arguments to some of the religion’s problems. The story of Islam presented here is just as silly as Christianity’s, but you got to respect how efficiently the religion commits its disciples through a ridiculous amount of prayer and a yearly fast. Having to pray five times a day means god and his potential punishments will be constantly on your mind. You become obsessed with god.
The argument made here is that Islam is awesome and peaceful and any negativity you perceive is from media distortions, extremist groups, and misrepresentations by backward cultures. In other words, Islam can do no wrong. Unconvincing elementary school logic is used throughout, such as: “If [Muhammad] was addicted to sex, he would have married all young women. Instead, they were mostly old and/or widowed. Each wife had a special status in the community.”
The most disturbing part of Islam is that it declares humans to exist merely to serve god, placed above your family and even your own life. Every negative thing that happens to you in life is god’s way of testing your faith to him. You are his pawn, his slave, and he is the puppet master of your existence. Your earthly life is his way of testing you to see if you should be admitted to Paradise, but entering is a little tricky.
When you die, your soul enters a sort of purgatory, or soul storage. You chill there for a while until Judgement Day when you line up in a huge hall where every human who has ever lived, regardless of their faith, waits to be judged by god. That “day” of judgement actually takes 50,000 years, so all those suicide bombers who are aching for their 72 virgins, which the book does not mention, still have to wait a little while longer. Can I take my Kindle while I wait?
Another problem with Islam is that your life is more or less pre-ordained by god. It is his will for you to be who you are, which is why most believers say “god willing” when they want to improve their lot. This squelches most forms of ambition and achievement in its followers. While Muslims don’t prefer poverty, it’s better to accept god’s will than work your way out of it since you’ll be rewarded in the afterlife anyway.
Islam believes that a woman’s natural state is very seductive and distracting to men, and that efforts must be made to temper their allure so that men will not be urged to sleep around outside of marriage. For example, during prayers women must line up all the way in the back so that men do not get excited at seeing them bend over in front of them. While I consider that extreme, I do agree with Islam’s view that a woman’s vagina must be protected before marriage. As American culture has shown, a woman should not be trusted with what to do with her vagina from the standpoint of securing long-term relationships (they give it up easily during their prime years when they should be using it as leverage to land a male provider).
In most countries that practice Islam there are no unchaperoned dates. There is no drinking at the club and no sex before marriage. The man pays a dowry to invest himself into a marriage with his virgin bride. While virgins make for horrible casual sex partners, I would pick them over the slut for long-term commitment any day. Islam gets it right in this regard.
Finally, this book documented the first historical case of trolling: “Some Jews actually pretended to convert just so they could gain entry into Muslim meetings and ask confusing questions to sow doubt into the minds of recent converts.” Obviously the trolls did not succeed (do they ever?). I suspect it only inoculated the believers against further criticism.
I’m glad I read the book from the standpoint of being more learned about Islam, but I can’t say it was an enjoyable read.
I’ll be honest: I picked up this book so that I could learn more about Russian culture in order to bang the women. On that respect, the book failed. It was what it said it was, a cultural history that reviews the intersection of art, the common man, government, and foreign influence, starting with Peter The Great when he built Russia’s first “European” city, St. Petersburg. It gives a blow by blow account of various artists and dandies with muted action and cutesie anecdotes.
The book started off describing the Russian duality of being Russian versus being European, which comes from Peter’s modernization push in the early 18th century. At one point, Russian aristocracy were better at speaking French than their own language, but the whole thing about Napoleon invading the motherland soured them on French culture.
I got so bored with this book that I had to stop reading (it’s almost 800 pages long). I don’t want to be harsh and say it sucks, but it definitely didn’t serve my sexual needs. Unless you’re interested in old Russian culture and art on a scholarly level, skip it. It will not help you bang Russian broads in the year 2012. I repeat: it will not help you get your Russian flag.
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Nice post. Too bad Natasha’s Dance isn’t any good. As someone who’s constantly surrounded incredibly hot russians who tend to be fresh off the boat I’d love some advice on getting my Russian Flag.
Another Great biography relevant to your travel plans – Peter the Great by Robert K. Massie. You will not be able to put it down.
love your book reviews. one of my favorite features of your site.
can you read “zen and the art of motorcycle maintenance”, and more importantly, its sequel “lila”, and give us a book review on it?
i think lila is an incredibly important book. it talks about cities being living things, like monsters, and humans as just slaves to these monsters.
in particular, he talks about NYC being a monster.
Any books you can recommend to help you understand Russian culture (read: bang Russian girls), or have you not found one yet?
pomodoro technique looks bad ass. i think that might be exactly what i need to get shit done. thanks roosh.
“various productivity tips I’ve implemented in the past ten years”
roosh can you write a post about this.
i am looking to focus more on “achievement game”, on actually creating more value, becoming a more valuable person, by getting more shit done, being more productive, and accomplishing more.
of course game techniques will always be helpful — things like a false time constraint or a false disqualifier are always money — but there is nothing as helpful as actually having higher value — and you achieve that by GETTING SHIT DONE IN LIFE.
There is also a Politically Incorrect Guide to the Religion of Peace.
The idiot’s guide is for idiots, and if you are not an idiot, turns you into an idiot.
P.s.: Promodoro rocks
Mixed up books, though still on the right track.
Replace idiot with infidel in that book.
Allow me to make a suggestion:
I haven’t got it yet but I watched an interesting documentary recently about it. I think you might enjoy it. Also, I think he’s partial as to who’s more to blame.
Interesting! So you do not identify with being a muslim?
Just curious how many books do you usually get through in a week/month? Do you read books consecutively or concurrently?
[Roosh: Consecutively, 3-5 per month.]
regarding getting sh-t done
there is some freeware for computers called “isolator” that is also good
Trade isn’t zero sum. Status is zero sum. China’s rise isn’t making non-Chinese poorer. Just look @ Spain/the Netherlands now vs 200 years ago. Lower status, but higher living standards. Same thing is happening to America.
Some advice for Russia:
1. Appearance is everything. Russians tend to be very superficial and materialistic, and if you don’t have the right look, it’s over before it even started. And Roosh, your look–dark features, hairy, dark complexion–is exactly what doesn’t play over there. This isn’t irrational on their part; Russia has been engaged in a dirty/brutal war in the primarily Muslim/dark-skinned Caucases for the better part of a decade. So, basically guys that look like Roosh show up in Moscow every five years or so and bomb the subway or an apartment block or take a theater hostage. Tends to turn the girls off the swarthy look. The cops will also racially profile you and shake you down for bribes. Skinheads could also fuck with if you’re not careful. Basically, you will get treated similar to the way I imagine white American girls treat Asian dudes in the US. Granted, this is not an insurmountable obstacle (and their attitude will get dramatically better once they find out you’re American), but it is an immediate mark against you in the visceral attraction center of the Russian female brain. You can minimize this issue by shaving every day, getting a haircut, and dressing like a Russian (i.e. a lot of black, tight “hipsterish” jeans, well-fitted button down shirts, etc.). Clothes are extremely important signifiers of alpha behavior in Russia–both men and women would not think of leaving the house unless they were well-dressed. American “self-deprecation”/casual demeanor/dress doesn’t play over there. You get laid by dressing like a boss, acting confident, and preferably having a lot of cash. Russian girls are extremely susceptible to lifestyle game as you might have guessed. My gut instinct tells me that with the way you look, Roosh, you would probably have the most success with university-aged Russian girls because you might catch them in an “experimental” period similar to an American girl who suddenly takes a liking to riding Alabama black snake during her sophomore year of college. Also, Russians tend to be interested in America, so the curiosity/exotic factor will work to your advantage too.
2. Moscow and Petersburg are not your best bets. Certainly there is a lot of snapper around, but it’s going to be tough to compete with the oligarchs who have Ferraris and three country houses. Moscow is also irrationally expensive, ugly, and filled with extremely self-centered people. It’s like the worst parts of New York to a factor of infinity. Sure, this is interesting to experience as a traveler, but it’s not an ideal place to get laid. Petersburg is a very cool city with interesting culture–the Hermitage puts every other museum in the world to shame–but it feels more like a Scandanavian capital than the real Motherland.
3. I think it’s worth your time because Russian girls in their teens and 20s are the most beautiful women on the planet, easy. What in the hell happens to them after the age of 30 is anyone’s guess because they all morph into over-the-hill grandmothers seemingly overnight. Anyone have any insights here? Not enough water consumption maybe? They are also at any point in time about 20 years behind the Western Fem-nazi regime (they’ll clean your apartment and cook soup after you screw them). This is not to imply, however, that they don’t have their own complications–raging narcissism, tendency to be a bit vacuous (gross generalization I know, but Russian girls can be seriously boring to talk to), and prone to random psychotic emotional outbursts (the tempestuous Russian soul does exist). Ultimately it wasn’t the right longterm solution for me, but I am glad I experienced it.
4. Must learn Russian. Which is easier said than done because its tough. But it will be difficult/impossible? to get around with only English. Western Europe (including Poland) this is not.
[Roosh: So wear suits, make it rain, learn Russian, and head for the provinces. Got it! ]
Russia is a dangerous hell hole full of skinheads who beat, torture, and video-tape their murders. Don’t go.
I’d like to commment on the danish video on your twitter account. Before you’re respected for your view you will be hated, respect that you’re able to handle that.
On Alexander The Great:
“Alexander of Macedon, who, upon hearing that there were other worlds, wept that he had not yet conquered one, although soon after the funeral urn sufficed him.”
i just noticed the new flag icon up top. “last seen..”
I always look forward to these.
I echo the sentiments of post #6(Rivelino). Would love to see a post by you on the subject of general productivity/achievement.
I’ve tried many productivity techniques and “hacks” in my day. In my experience, it all comes back to iron discipline.
WTF? No arnold encyclopedia of bodybuilding??? Thats number one of all time for game…
Uncle Roosh, regarding your comment on the passage from Sinclair’s “The Jungle”: “…but there were no regulations or enforcement in place to ensure she was getting a quality product.”
Not really, there was the market mechanism. She or someone else could have started a competing grocer if no one liked the milk that was “tainted” at the price they were selling it for. I suggest you check out Milton Friedman’s classic “Capitalism and Freedom” or “Free to Choose”. Frideman makes compelling arguments against the FDA and other government intrusion. You’re smart enough and free thinking enough where it may resonate with you.
Love these book reviews – I just picked up the 50th Law based on your previous post – great book so far.
Picking up Watch My Back and Alexander the Great tonight.
One that you might like: Blue Like Jazz: Nonreligious Thoughts on Christian Spirituality. Very stream of consciousness writing style and a fun read.
Alexander the Great, now there’s a man after my own heart….conquering the world :D
And in BBC News(stately newsreader in deep serious monotone voice):
‘Later in the bulletin we discuss international pick-up artist ‘Roosh’, as he continues his search for “pussy paradise” in Eastern Europe’.
Friedman makes a compelling argument for being full of sh-t
@24- Oh, I had initially thought that Friedman made a lot of sense, but your well reasoned and unemotional comment completely changed my mind. You earned your $.70 cents on the dollar today, sweetheart!
“Last seen in Estonia”… I guess if Roosh is not there, he has ventured north to check if Hel-looks is true or not. Another route to St. Petersburg is via the Estonian town Narva – itself almost 100% Russian.
I am unable to rate my own country, but I guess things in Finland are easy for an American with dark complexion. Just being a foreigner and/or exotic opens many legs. On the other hand, in the small city where I live, women are definitely less feminine than in Copenhagen. Near par with the dwarf women of LoTR.
Free trade has undoubtedly contributed to technological process and the overall advancement of society. However, as the economic benefits of trade are diffuse, the costs are concentrated. While empirical evidence indicates that both consumers and producers benefit from free trade, I do think its crucial to use international organizations and the government as market-correcting mechanisms to prevent unequal economic transactions (only importing cheap raw materials vs exporting high technology goods, etc.). Also, you gotta pick up a better religious primer than those ‘dummy’ books man. Don’t really think it gets at the crux of system of beliefs. It’s as easy as dismissing this blog as one man’s ‘obsession’ with game.
@14. solid fucking review on Russia. I havent made it there yet but have spent about 6 month in Ukraine (including the more Russian Eastern part). Young women there are terribly hot at young ages, but as you mention turn into babuskas overnight. I suspect that for a couple of reasons. While there I did not see many gyms or yoga studios or form of physical exercise being done by women except strutting in high heels and dancing with vodka. I think this plays a roll as genetics and not eating shity fastfood only take you so far. As does the heavy amounts of cheap cigarettes smoked there. Shit the only really cheap things are vodka and cigarettes.
But also to note would be a lot of the older women grew up during communism under a repressive regime, making there lifestyle completely different to that of the younger generation (ergo you see very hot daughter with old wrinkly mom who is only 25 years older.
@ Roosh Never stopped being amazed at how much China gets away with, or how much the american public will sell out for such a crappy return (who wants most of the shit at walmart anyways?). I will def. check out that book. I love rooting out scams. I am currently doing a timeshare job in mexico working with a multitude of scammers, http://aroundtheworldin80jobs.com/timeshare-resort-or-tourist-petting-zoo/
So I have an appreciation for those who call scammers on their shit.
Enjoy Estonia. Make sure to check out Tartu:) (if you arent already posted up there).
These suicide terrorists are stupid. According to islam, if you decide ti quit and commit suicide, whatever the cause maybe, you will hand in an empty, dark pit forever. *FOREVER* Forever. No paradise, no hell, just hanging out in a dark black void for eternity.
I see I was wrong to assume you were Muslim due to your Turkish origins.