There is no way on earth that I am going to let this author bore me to death. That was more than likely his original purpose when he decided to start writing this book in the first place.

--- There he is that bugger sitting over in the corner laughing that evil laugh of his, wondering to himself how many poor souls he will fool, suck into his book and never let go. ---

I will beat him at his own game no matter what. Only two more short chapters to go, and I will have finished the book at last. Every few days a page or two, struggling to move my eyes from left to right, from the top of the page to the bottom and then on over to the following page. The book itself is actually not that thick at all, only a little over two hundred and fifty pages.

--- Each chapter is short enough to survive, as each and every step through the quagmire is attempted and completed with out-of-breath success. ---

I have made it this far and there is no giving up now. Each time I can flip the next page over there is an extreme sense of relief, senseless survival, temporary comfort in knowing that slowly but surely I am winning this unfair contest. Not an easy task that is for sure, but I will show him.

--- Even though he passed away a few years ago (1997), meaning just another death in the nuclear age. ---