Douglas R. Hofstadter: Gödel, Escher, Bach

Gödel, Escher, Bach: An Eternal Golden Braid - Douglas R. Hofstadter

I read this book in highschool in the 1980s when it was soooooo trendy. Hoping I might be able to understand it better with fifteen more years of thinking under my belt, I picked it up again. WRONG.


Here's the thing: a book can have the most beautiful ideas ever thought, but if those ideas are hidden in unreadable prose, I am one of those people who will never find them. My loss, I know, but truly this is bad prose. If you're going to pick up the book, my survival advice is to skip all the dialogue chapters. I can't tell you if you are losing any critical information theory, but I can tell you that skipping them will increase your chances of finishing the book before you burn it in a hateful spite for making your brain hurt with self-indulgent playfulness. Ugh, no, make it stop.


Maybe I'll try again in another 15 years.