Title: Fooled by Taleb
Product review: Slipshod thinking and appalling writing from a preening egoamaniac with a fat wallet. Of course, the great irony is that, for all Taleb's admonitions to beware survivor bias, this would never have been published if he himself had been unsuccessful in his trading.The author confesses in the first few pages that he did no research specifically for the book, and relied entirely on memory -- and it shows whenever he writes about anything not autobiographical. Even then! Maybe this is a fictional memoir of a repulsive, unreliable narrator, a Nabokovian game? Taleb does claim to be a "connoisseur" of literature. The joke's on us, I think.
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