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Disappointing �� the book consists of a series of almost perverse inversions of common understandings of nihilism, and is afflicted by a meander “oh-and-another-thing�� mode or argumentation that oscillates between tendentious readings of mostly continental philosopher and random examples from American pop culture. Nietzsche is rightly given his due as the intellectual lodestar of nihilism, but ultimately Hannah Arendt is wheeled in to provide the argument that a properly political life is the antidote to nihilism. But why we need an antidote is not made clear.