lightreads

A book I should have liked, and really didn't. Nebulously annoying exploration of how too many choices – in selecting a car, a sweater, a career – can actually be psychologically unhealthy. It could have been pretty cool, too, with about six layers more depth and minus the barely restrained glee at being a contrarian about the utility of American freedom for the sake of being a contrarian rather than any real insight. (Not that I have a problem with the content, mind you, because it's probably pretty accurate. That's just beside the point).

That, and any psychologist who starts out by bemoaning how terrible it is that we have hundreds of TV channels to choose from because that means no one will be watching the same thing ever and we won't have water cooler conversation is, well, too out-of-touch with how popular culture actually works for me to adequately express.