i get so sick of books with first this blank few pages, massive foreword by some jerk, massive preface by some other jerk, then some other shit about context. thats half the book gone befor i started reading chapter one.
my other gripe is books about books.
i quickly grabbed what i thought was 'being and time' the other day only to find it was 'on being and time' a book about a fucking book, that also happened to be even longer. if i want to know about a book i read the book, why would i read a book about a book? are they insinuating im too dumb to understand the book, or i just want to pretend i read it for smart points? cunts!
