This book gets one more star than it deserves.
Please understand that this is me giving this book the benefit of the doubt because the copy I read (Second Edition) was published in 2005. I am very aware that times have changed.
On the first very first page I decided that I had to read the whole book simply so I could review it. It was already apparent that it would be bad. "Rule No. 1: When aliens talk, they never use contractions," is not a rule unless you are pretending to be an alien. This book was full of non-rules despite the title literally being, "The Rules: A Man's Guide to Life."
Let's set aside the fact that too many of the "rules" were incredibly sexist, because I know that if you've picked up this book for an actual read you are someone who thinks sexism doesn't exist. Could they have written rules about women that were still respectful to women? Yes, but based on the rest of the book, this was too much to ask.
"Esquire's Rules-makers include:" 12 men and 1 woman. These people clearly sat in a room for an hour or two and threw out any "rule" that popped into their head. It was probably a really fun day at work that turned into a waste of time and paper for the rest of us.
Out of 607 rules, I thought that about 10 of them were actually good. The rest were things like, "There is no shame in cinnamon toast," and "The best instrument is a cello." Honestly, I'm not going to waste my time going back to count the number of "there is no shame in..." rules, because there were too many. Clearly, there is no shame in things that this particular group of men (and one woman) enjoyed, but, according to Rule 357, there IS shame in things like golf umbrellas because this group thinks they're unmanly.
Umlauts were mentioned twice, both positively and negatively. "Parlance" was given 3 consecutive rules.
So. Many. Fat. Jokes.
The most irritating rules for me -- sadly, there was more than one -- were the ones with stupid fractions and numbers pulled out of thin air. For example, "Rule No. 397: A man wearing a paper trainee hat is, during the time he has it on, precisely 1/6th of a man." HUH? I literally would have preferred it if they had just called the trainee a dork.
I simply cannot believe that this list of arbitrary opinions was green-lighted to be published into an actual physical book. It is proof to me that there was an actual need for Buzzfeed to exist. This thing should have been in a clickbait article that could disappear instead of littering bookshelves. I'm embarrassed that this trash was in my local library, but quite pleased that it has been withdrawn and placed on a free cart.
I am so glad to have finally gotten my "Worst of the Year" over with on Jan 11. Thanks, Esquire!