I have the feeling that this book was written to make Kiyosaki money. And that's fine, because that's exactly what the book is about: Kiyosakk makingI have the feeling that this book was written to make Kiyosaki money. And that's fine, because that's exactly what the book is about: Kiyosakk making money. But in the author's own words, I'd rather write the book myself than spend my time criticizing someone else's. Therefore, I'll keep my comments brief.
The messages in this book could have been summarized in a pamphlet. (Or in a board game!) They're good messages, but packaging them into a book is a flimsy ruse.
Buy assets. Don't buy liabilities. Liabilities are for suckers. You should be smarter than that. Taxes are also for suckers. You can write off a lot more than you think. Think about money. Want money. Surround yourself with people who think about and want money.
Those are the main points that come to mind. There were a few more I'm forgetting, but the book takes about an hour to read, so if you're intrigued, you can just go read it yourself.
Lastly, Kiyosaki should have done a better job selecting his co-author. For a millionaire, he ought to be able to choose someone who makes his prose look a lot more impressive than it does here. Either that, or hire a better copy editor. Or both. Couldn't hurt.
This was decidedly not my favorite Bill Bryson book. But then again, maybe I just didn’t read it at the opportune time in my life. I'm a Stranger HereThis was decidedly not my favorite Bill Bryson book. But then again, maybe I just didn’t read it at the opportune time in my life. I'm a Stranger Here Myself was given to me at exactly the right time: just as I was returning to the US after six months in Britain. I happened to read A Walk in the Woods many years later, just at the onset of summer, and fairly close on the heels of Wild. The timing couldn’t have been better.
So what I am trying to say is that maybe it’s not so much the book, but my ability to appreciate Bryson’s narration and observations of these particular places at this point in my life. But then again, maybe it’s just the book.
As with all of his books, Neither Here nor There is sprinkled with laugh-out-loud anecdotes—the very reason why I love to read Bryson’s work. Unfortunately, the anecdotes this time have very little to do with the “real time” narrative he is telling; they take place in the past, in other times and places, and are merely spurred on by the experiences he is telling us about in this particular narrative. Therefore, the bulk of the book is not comprised of these anecdotes, but rather of straightforward descriptive travel writing . . . of the sort that, frankly, puts me to sleep. I have a hard time imagining that the places Bryson goes on this particular journey are quite as uninteresting and same-sounding as I perceived them, but I’m betting that without actually traveling there and seeing what he sees for myself, I’ll never actually appreciate any of the descriptions he writes. To me, it all just sounds like a big European mash-up . . . and not the sort I really want to spend my money visiting, either. ...more