Not having listened to it in the first place. I have deeply enjoyed several other Bryson books, but this one was a horrible surprise.
His persistent and humorless attacks on everything American and Americans themselves were a surprising and unwelcome discovery in listening to this book. Even his almost non-existent acknowledments of American virtures were negated by constant caricatures of obese, ignorant, and bigoted Americans. Americans can and all too many times do exhibit such negative traits. Bryson seems to paint every American that he encounters with this brush.
Even assumming that there was any irony in Bryson's observations, the narrator for this book seems to be incapable of conveying it, in no small part because of the smouldering vitriol in Bryson's prose.
Bill Bryson left America to reside in the U.K. years ago. He returned to this country (for reasons that I cannot fathom from listening to this book) with a palpable disdain for America. I have listened to at least a half dozen of his other books. He has written often and well on so many non-American topics and locales, but his antipathy towards his native land was a palpable obstruction to any enjoyment of this book.
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