Buck Wilde’s Reviews > Why We Fight: One Man's Search for Meaning Inside the Ring > Status Update

This is the longest cope ever written. For such an egomaniacal navel-gazing drunk, he sure is short on self-awareness. I'm livid with myself for not recognizing "Man's Search for Meaning" in the subtitle was a deliberate allusion to Viktor Frankl's masterpiece, and this scumbag drunk repeatedly likens recreational jiu-jitsu training in Brooklyn to the atrocities suffered in actual concentration camps.