This is a book you need time to digest. It comes along as some kind of scientific book and reveals itself as an ideological concoction that includes almost any infringement againts scientific veracity you can think of. Over 100 hundred pages the author creates the chimera of "the latest ideology of consumerism", but not a single reference to anyone holding this ideology is made. Then, he invents his production of consumption approach which seems to me as a rather naiv version of neo-marxism. The highlight of the book, however, is to be found in chapter 7 in which Lodziak enfoldes his ideology. This ideology is simple, the capitalist system (the same system, by the way, that enables him to write books rather than running around to make a living) is the culprit to almost any misdeed one can think of: it produces environmental devastation, it leaves the poor in poverty, it is responsible for the insecurity of individual lifes and so forth. Worst of all, the capitalist system sentences people to work, it subjects people to the need of employment. And because of their need to do "senseless work" (like writing this book) people do not have time for their own and this is why they need to consume and they need to consume more and more because of the capitalist system and the strain to buy it exerts on people. The only way out of this lamentable situation is to reduce consuming, as Lodziak writes, to necessary consumption and skip the unnecessary one (I should not have read this book). Needless to say, that it is up to the author to identify unnecessary consumption. It is in this chapter, that you will find almost any munition you need to equip lessons about faulty reasoning, and mis-interpretation of data (e.g., when Lodziak in a clean sweep accuses the capitalist system being responsible for the drop in life expectancy witnessed by Zambians; however,Zambia is one of the countries worst hit by AIDS, so the drop in life expectancy has a rather different explanation, i.e. if one is not inclined to blame the capitalist system for AIDS as well). So after reading the book, I asked myself, for what reason it had been written. It is not a scientific book, because it does not comply with the simplest rules of scientific veracity. It is not an entertaining book, because you start to get angry with the author from the very beginning of the book. And it is not an amusing book, because the mis-interpretations and faulty reasoning amassed in this book make you pity the author. I suppose this book is somekind of venting system for the author, to get rid of his anger. Considering all the trees that had to go to produce this book, I'd rather the author would have found a less capitalistic way to vent his anger.