Shit Magnet: One Man's Miraculous Ability to Absorb the World's Guilt [Paperback]

Jim Goad (Author)

Book Description

Publication Date: May 1, 2002

Jim Goad's prison-bound memoir.

Product Details

• Paperback: 328 pages
• Publisher: Feral House (May 1, 2002)
• Language: English
• ISBN-10: 0922915776
• ISBN-13: 978-0922915774
• Product Dimensions: 8.7 x 5.5 x 0.8 inches
• Shipping Weight: 13.6 ounces (View shipping rates and policies)
• Average Customer Review: 4.1 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (15 customer reviews)
• Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #172,837 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)

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8 of 8 people found the following review helpful:

4.0 out of 5 stars Uneven, But Brilliant in Spots, December 23, 2005

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Robert M. (Atlanta, GA) - See all my reviews

This review is from: Shit Magnet: One Man's Miraculous Ability to Absorb the World's Guilt (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.

17 of 21 people found the following review helpful:

4.0 out of 5 stars ''Oh Lord, Please Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood...'', August 3, 2004

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High Duke (Zagreb, CROATIA) - See all my reviews

This review is from: Shit Magnet: One Man's Miraculous Ability to Absorb the World's Guilt (Paperback)

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.) The most intriguing part of the book is how Goad challenges long-accepted notions of proper conduct - don't provoke people by satirically challenging notions of women as sacred beings and their bodies as sacred temples; don't hit a woman no matter how many times she's provoked you or threatened your life; don't dare write something that might inspire deranged individuals to misinterpret your words and attack the White House with a shooting spree. Like his earlier book, The Redneck Manifesto, Goad once again puts together an impressive piece of work that provides us with a glimpse of one of America's leading agitators and pundit of politically 'unacceptable'' thought, manner and behaviour.

18 of 23 people found the following review helpful:

4.0 out of 5 stars Portland's Other Literary Low Pressure Sodium Light, September 12, 2004

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Keith Carlsen "widgeonkeeper" (Asheville, NC, USA) - See all my reviews

This review is from: Shit Magnet: One Man's Miraculous Ability to Absorb the World's Guilt (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.

This book, apparently written during Goad's incarceration, is a readable narrative and, for most of us, a reminder that free speech is never really free: alienate the wrong (or right) people enough and if they get the chance to nail you, they will.