The End of the World Is Just the Beginning

Boomer doomesday science fiction. Peppered with an overuse of “like” to make you forget how out of touch with reality the author is.

Starts with a whirlwind tour through a distorted neocon pop history where only America has agency. There are no arguments in the book, there's no evidence, it's just science fiction written as fact. A world where diversity is weakness, where fascism will work well in the future because it helps the economy, where Millenials are “entitled and lazy”, where America “rubs out” Mexican culture from immigrants as if washing away dirt, where whiteness is the top prize that no one should unfairly “redefine”, where all countries want to irrationally commit suicide but are held at bay by American might, where Greece is a “basket case” and no more than a “historical doormat” and a “failed state”, where the EU's hope for survival is a bailout by the British, where the only option is “neo-imperial control” instead of cooperation and mutual growth, where the countries with access to raw materials are the ones that will prosper (ironic, given that all evidence shows this is the opposite), where Europe only excels at “less complicated manufacturing”, where colonial empires are the future and local people don't matter. The author even has the gall to make a map that shows half of Poland as being in the Russian sphere of influence, a nice shoutout to his pro-fascist viewpoint. Never mind that he's anti green tech because of “the weather”.

Poorly written drivel.