Everyone likes this book but me, it seems. There's nothing wrong with it, exactly, but I liked it more when I read the same ideas by different authors years ago. This treatment of them is nothing special.
I am so disinterested in this book that it has taken me over five months to conclude that no, I really am not ever going to want to read more of it. It isn't offensively bad or anything, I just... don't care about it, and being stuck on it means I'm not reading anything else, so into the Abandoned pile it goes.
Not a bad read, exactly, but doesn't really answer its own central question, or even attempt to.