When this book arrived and I tore the packaging open, I was unprepared for the text within, but only in that I didn't order it. I can only assume that there was an administrative error. As you can imagine, I was very surprised when the cover drew my gaze like the fundamental force of gravity drew my mass in a failed attempt last year to break the world high jump record.
As I flicked through the pages, a strange feeling began spreading across my svelte form, a feeling that I instantly recognised as the acquisition of knowledge. Not only was I learning about learning, and learning about learning in contemporary culture, I was also learning about how to learn about learning - you see, I had never previously learned about learning, so there was a lot to learn in that regard. The way in which one word followed another in a time-honoured yet fresh manner was so intense, so utterly thrilling, that I experienced both temporary blindness and what could only be described by startled onlookers as wild incontinence.
What words can I use to describe Will Curtis, the man of the hour? Hero? God? No praise is high enough. The cultural impact of his definition of culture has left culture reeling in pain, like a weak child hit in the sternum with a full dustbin. The only downside of this book is that it is aimed at undergraduate level. Unfortunately, I am slightly shorter than this; as a result, I had to stand on a cat to reach. While I am no engineer, I am fairly confident in saying that the cat was not ideally suited to supporting my weight.
I am working under the assumption that the other name listed on the cover is a typographical error. The notion that one such as Will Curtis would not be given complete creative control is laughable. I am laughing at it this very moment. If I were to type a representation of the laughter, I would put something like "ha ha, ha ha ha".
To sum up: an educational tour-de-force and possibly the greatest work of literature since the dawn of time. Four stars.