Amygdalatropolis is a work of brilliant neurorealism in which the city is a Computer, a libidinal pornutopia voided of all bedeutung other than the residual, electronic prickling of sexual fear and auto-autistic aggression where software and synapse flicker in an endless algorithmic loop. Norburt Wiener's apocalyptic steersman leads directly here: a psychopathological cyberutopia heading straight into the lake of fire. Scott Wilson, author of Great Satan's rage: American negativity and rap/metal in the age of supercapitalism Yeager's haphephobic protagonist /1404er/ has got over reality, family or the social and moved on - to a somewhat more tenable amnion of snuff porn, clickbait and casual online scapegoating. Amygdalatropolis inhabits our post-truth heterotopia like some virulent new literary life form, perfectly tooled for the death of worlds. David Roden, author of Posthuman Life: Philosophy at the Edge of the Human
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my first mistake was thinking this book was gonna be something it’s not (which is my fault and not the books but still)
and my second was letting the five star reviews convince me to read this. most of this truly just went over my head and i didn’t find myself caring enough to actually try to understand what this book was trying to do so i was just left reading a bunch of disturbing shit and wondering if it was worth finishing. there is some thought provoking writing going on in this and i do think it does a good job at capturing this specific part of the internet and the people on it, but it didn’t do enough for me to give it anything more than 2 stars. even revisiting the five-star reviews and shedding some light on things didn’t do much to rectify my negative reading experience.
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