If you’ve been following this blog since its inception, you know that I used do some product reviews of things I liked. I stopped for a while until I just realized that I could potentially be getting free stuff in exchange for advertising.
So, small businesses and marketing departments, please send me your free wine, Luna Bars, Dove body wash, hand made Etsy headbands…. just whatever crap you got lying around in the back, and I will write about it. But, no Diva Cups; I repeat, I DON’T WANT ANY DIVA CUPS.
So, my first review is for a book that I think can save your life and the lives of thousands:
If you like any flavor of Law and Order and practical tips on how to not get murdered, The Gift of Fear by Gavin De Becker is the book for you.
Basically, the book is about trusting your intuition and it teaches you how to consciously predict whether someone is a violent threat to you. The first couple chapters are about how women can protect themselves from men before an attack happens, and Gavin uses real stories to illustrate his points. It is both exhilarating and terrifying, and maybe don’t read this right before bed.
“At core, men are afraid women will laugh at them, while at core, women are afraid men will murder them.”
- Gav-Gav de Becker
Basically, Gavin just gets women, and he kind of goes on this adorable feminist rant for a couple paragraphs, and full disclosure, I am in love with him. Just don’t make the same mistake I did and look at his picture at the end of the book. There’s no harm in pretending that Ryan Gosling is advocating for your personal safety.
I hope I didn’t lose the male readers, because the rest of the book is about violence that can happen to anyone and how to predict/prevent it, so basically mass shootings, stalkers, how to fire a crazy person, etc. The information is both incredibly timely, yet only includes references that date back prior to about 1997, so get ready for some pre-9/11, OJ Simpson nostalgia.
Seriously, get this book, it’s both practical and fascinating, and you don’t have to be me to like it.
Now, ‘scuse me while I get back to spending 7 hours watching the Jodi Arias trial.