Seems like a lot of the reviewers got some sort of deal or early access to the book. I had to seek out and pay for this steeming pile of dung-o myself.
I am rating it one star, and what this represents to me is that I didn't like the book and didn't finish it. I made it past chapter one, and partially into chapter two, before giving up. If you only read this, it is that my sentiment up until that point is that the book is not researched and vacuous. In essence, it seemed like a waste of time, potentially harmful, and utterly bereft of insight.
The first chapter of the book is a brief recount of the author's life. I can only imagine this part was to endear the author to my heart and to legitimize some form of competency. Alas, it had the opposite effect. I thought Bradley came accross as a braggart, leading a bullshit instagram traveller's lifestyle, and creating bullshit marketing companies.
He goes from being a photographer, to a surf magazine editor, to a software consultancy manager, to eventually settling on "human-wellness". One of his proudest accomplishments is being the first to use offshore Indian software engineers. I looked it up. It lasted about a year. About as long as I thought.
This software venture isn't unique however. Bradley doesn't seem especially trained or qualified for any of his previous previous ventures. He comes accross as a chancer with an ability to make an impression - a man with an ability to sell crap but with naught to back it up. Clearly this has worked out for him, as it can for many, and I wish him continued success. But it sure as hell it inspiring confidence in the book.
The fact that he starts the book with his personal life history, rather than any sort of hard evidence demonstrating it is worth starting with values, is telling. If he has anything factual to say, a theory to develop for us, then let's get to it. Darwin didn't start "The Origin of the Species" by telling us about his jet-setter lifestyle, and how waiters in Bali make best cocktails.
The coup de grace, was when the second chapter started off with a romanticized recounting of early dawn-of-civilization-type societies freely roaming the earth while valuing cooperation, fair distribution of resources, and, one can only imagine, knowing all the lyrics to the song Kumbaya. No bro, I am not sure we do know they valued that. It doesn't seem any less plausible that early dawn-of-civilization nomads valued brutality, and the will of the strongest.