Probably one of the worst nonfiction books I've ever seen. That people are impressed by the three source sub-undergrad level profiles is remarkable enough. That people so consistently praise the pretentious and repetitive prose? That's stupefying. I suspect that much of the praise comes from people who enjoy wagging their fingers at the kids these days and think that Brooks gives them some veneer of objectivity. Either that or they're simply in awe of the great man writing it, because nothing in this book warrants the praise it's received.