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Loading... Duh! The Stupid History Of The Human Raceby Bob Fenster
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Never kiss a rattlesnake. Put on the parachute before jumping from the plane. Don't bring your dog along if you're going to rob a bank. These seem like obvious enough strategies but, unfortunately, we seem to be a race of rattlesnake kissers. Duh! The Stupid History of the Human Race is a hilarious collection of the stupid things that people do-even the really smart people. "Part 1: The Stupid Chronicles" details the unbelievably idiotic things people have done, organized by such topics as politics, history, sports, arts, science, and dumb plays in the face of fate. "Part 2: Everything You Always Wanted to Know about Stupidity but Were Too Smart to Ask" looks at the track record of human stupidity in all its dumb glory. And "Part 3: How to Destupify" offers tongue-in-cheek advice on how to avoid ending up in a future edition of the book. No library descriptions found. |
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El libro pretende narrar historias reales en las que alguno de los protagonistas comete una o más estupideces. Una especie de premios Darwin, aunque no siempre haya riesgo de muerte. Pero la calidad del libro es ínfima. Un frotis de los detritus de cualquier suelo de alcantarilla pútrida nos proporcionaría material de mejor calidad que este libro. Baste decir que en las primeras páginas ya nos encontramos al menos cinco leyendas urbanas desmentidas por Snopes que el autor da por ciertas. Y lo peor es que cree (el autor) que tiene sentido del humor, con lo cual nos regala comentarios jocosillos en cada historia. En fin, no puedo seguir. Pongo el libro porque me lo he leido, para mi desgracia. En mi descargo diré que estaba deseperado y tenía que leer algo, tras repasar doce veces la revista de Iberia. Mi nota: ¡No! ¡Por Dios! ¡No lo compres! ( )