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  • Paperback: 328 pages
  • Publisher: Feral House (May 1, 2002)
  • Language: English
  • ISBN-10: 0922915776
  • ISBN-13: 978-0922915774
  • Product Dimensions: 0.8 x 5.6 x 7.8 inches
  • Shipping Weight: 13.6 ounces (View shipping rates and policies)
  • Average Customer Review: 4.4 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (15 customer reviews)
  • Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #308,318 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)

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Sure, he has provoked some of the situations but only in very clever ways.
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There are sections, like the chapter about the British youths who committed suicide, that rank as the best stuff Jim Goad has ever written.
Robert M.
When I first read this book years ago, I blew through it in one weekend, the book's writing was so fluid and hilarious.
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10 of 10 people found the following review helpful By Robert M. on December 23, 2005
Format: Paperback
Having been a huge fan of "Answer Me" and "The REdneck Manifesto," I was surprised at first to discover that this book's general tone was not full-on rage and humor, but rather depression and despair. This must rank as one of the saddest books ever written. The sadness leaks through every page.

The book is very, very hard to read and almost impossible to enjoy. There are sections, like the chapter about the British youths who committed suicide, that rank as the best stuff Jim Goad has ever written.

Amid all the sadness, there are some eye-opening observations about social hypocrisy, especially the way that disputes between males and females are viewed.

I'm waiting for his Gigantic Sex book. It looks like he's learned to have fun since this last book.
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21 of 26 people found the following review helpful By Keith Carlsen on September 12, 2004
Format: Paperback
James Thaddeus Goad is not, in any sense, innocent. He (in reality) singlehandedly produced the "zine" that effectively put paid to the self-referential, pompous,and usually inept zine culture, basically by being so offensive to the status quo that it simply gave up in frustration. He's been a poster boy for dubious judgment, pleading guilty to an offense that anyone else would have went to trial for and won, and served nearly three years. And, yes, he did the deed: he beat the snot out of a female, a mistress who had hit, tormented, and threatened him so badly that he had had a protection order taken out against her (he did, however, continue to have wild sex with her on a daily basis). Goad says-and it's absolutely true-that had he not been a notorious, politically offensive writer, he would probably have received counseling and a small fine for the offense which could have put him away until he was old enough for Social Security.

All through the convoluted and often ugly story which this book tells-and quite competently-Goad realizes he's doing the wrong thing, for the wrong reasons, at the wrong time, and in the wrong place. Yet Goad-who is obviously intelligent, driven, physically fit, and obsessively introspective-seems doomed by his own compulsion to follow a path he realizes is going to cause him serious trouble. And, it does.

Goad winds up in the Oregon correctional system, one of the few in the country where whites are not a minority, and serves his time without any life-threatening incidents: boredom, frustration, and petty annoyances are the order of the day, not shankings and rape. But Goad clearly does not belong in prison, and it's clear-not just to Goad, but to any rational observer-that Goad is far more victim than perpetrator here.
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20 of 25 people found the following review helpful By High Duke on August 3, 2004
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Jim Goad's life and writing career has been one apocalyptic roller coaster ride to hell. This book wasn't intended as an autobiography, but it becomes one early on and Goad evinces such a magnetic personality that its really hard to put this book down. Goad's writing career began when he published the 'zine called Answer ME! with his then wife Debbie. The zines were an unprecedented exercise in misanthropy that lead to underground notoriety. They then put out the fourth edition, entitled 'The Rape Issue' which scared away all the ironic hipster poseurs and got Goad into trouble with the law. This book chronicles his life and the s*** Goad has had to deal with once the wheels of infamy were set into motion. What makes Goad so charismatic is his ability to admit all his flaws and his unflappable wit. The guy unapolagetically spills the beans on his life. His abusive, guilt-ridden upbringing, his damaged youth, his marriage to a dim Long Island yenta who eventually drove him into the arms of other women, and sent him into the direction of a psychotic fan named Ann. Here's a woman so deranged and manipulative and possessive that Goad had to fall for her, being a lover of damaged goods. The book is certainly compelling, though at times redundant, especially when Goad keeps returning, masochistically, into the arms of Anne, admittedly from a fear of being alone. Goad never really paints a pretty picture but neither does he absolve himself, also painting an ugly portrait of himself in the process (the guy was cheating on his wife, with Anne, while she slowly died from cancer.Read more ›
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3 of 3 people found the following review helpful By Agni T. Kudra on July 29, 2010
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When I first read this book about 7 years ago my favorite-author allegiance changed from Tom Robbins to Jim Goad. You should buy this and all of his stuff. Pronto.
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4 of 5 people found the following review helpful By C. Brandt on November 1, 2008
Format: Paperback
Jim Goad is a smart fella. He knows it, and he wants YOU to know it, too. He feels superior to you because you are not as smart as he is, can't write as well as he can, and probably have never authored a zine which garnered a heckuva lot of controversy in the Pacific Northwest about fifteen years ago.

Of course, most people have never heard of Jim Goad. This is too bad. The man CAN write, and he IS in the 99th percentile of intelligence, and though he dislikes humanity, he never claims to be anything but human, all too human. We should be able to spot the man his diplodocus-sized ego because of all the shit he's gone through--some, to be sure, self-inflicted--in his life.

This book is melancholy. A downer. A bummer. It is quality stuff, but it is not Goad's perhaps-still-unwritten magnum opus. It isn't funny (like The Redneck Manifesto). It is angry, at times OUTRAGED. It was written while Goad was incarcerated...and you can TELL.

Whereas The Redneck Manifesto was, indeed, a manifesto, Shit Magnet is Goad's Ecce Homo for hipsters. His Me-Against-The-World auto-encomium. His weltanschauung in a prison-blue nutshell.

The cover shot of the book is awful and deceptive: there is some real value inside, some trenchant insights, some DEEP THOUGHT. There is also a great deal of casuistry, grandiosity, and (self-aware) bone-headedness.

Why DID a guy as smart as Goad associate himself with a psycho hose-beast named Anne Ryan? As soon as he'd ascertained she was crackers, he should have zipped up and strode out. But he kept going back. For God sakes, WHY? 'Cause she was young and hot and his nuts overrode his brain? 'Cause he was lonely?

Only Goad knows for sure...though he does hint at the latter.
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