The author, I imagine, wanted to learn how to fight and shoot guns and live in the wild, and then he thought, "I should write a book about, and get paid doing, that." The Guardian calls these "stunt books." Considering Strauss's previous work, "The Game," is one of my favorites of all time and also a stunt book, they can work. Here, though, I don't think it does, because I don't believe most of what Strauss says he learned and did; I find his path to wildernessman to be abrupt and somewhat fake.
It's still fairly fun and inspiring, even still, in part because Strauss excels at combining a scene with some background and a life lesson. My biggest takeaway was being reminded that the U.S. was on its current trajectory for a couple decades. I came to this takeaway as Strauss reminded the reader of the facts of George Bush's first presidency, and the fact that even still he was voted in for a second term. So yes, if you live in the country I live in and fear a Mariah-Carey-career-like cliff dive for our society, then this book may inspire you to at the least remove nationality from your self-identity and start planning for an eventual new piece of land you call "home."