"After 4 pages of the introduction:

If there is one thing I hate more than a salesman, it's an evangelistic salesman. If your stuff works, it sells itself, after all.

Loathsomely written propagandish style - sort of like van Daniken except that I imagine van Daniken knew something about his area. This is some sort of trader, who seems to think, as traders so often do, that they know everything in the whole world that matters. I imagine the sort of person who is so ignorant it is impossible for him to see that he is.

If I were on top of Mt Everest and my oxygen was about to run out and Taleb was the tent to tent salesman trying to convince me I needed more, I would slam the flap right in his face.

This is the sort of book that in twenty years' time will make people cringe that they read it. A book equivalent of platform shoes for men.

Note that it is not on my better-written-than-H-P- shelf."