This book is for all of us who, at times, have felt let down by being compared to an unattainable average. Perhaps I’m not good at something but that certainly doesn’t make me below average. I enjoyed every aspect of this book and the author makes some really good points. I found it interesting that not only did he make an argument for the end of what we call average (which what exactly is that) but he also makes a great argument for individuality.
Why can’t we celebrate our differences without being made feel like if we don’t measure up to some preconceived idea there is something wrong with us? The author makes the point for this with a story about a baby crawling and how we, in the West, think it’s normal for a baby to crawl. We never stop to think that our normal is someone else abnormal.
One of the things I found refreshing about this book is its lack of “tooting his horn.” Most of the books within this genre always make me feel as if the author is trying to show me how much he/she knows and how important he/she is. There is short passage where this author mentions his credentials but it’s appropriate where located and then that’s it. I don’t particularly care about the author (well, I do but not for my enjoyment of the book). However, I’m super interested in what the research in this area has to teach me.
I couldn’t recommend this book more. I’m not swearing but it may wind up in one of my Most favorite of 2016.