Programmed To Self Destruct

Almost every entry in the book includes a verbal marker of depression or an outright mention of pain and hurting. Does it give the reader an opportunity to explore feelings? Of course it does. It occurs time and again. On that measure, Programmed to Self Destruct has to be counted a success. It feels simply barbaric to review this book, as if pondering on the aesthetics of the cries of pain. The aesthetics are excellent and works well, the writing is clear, direct, with minute details that startle even as the cumulative effect brings on numbness. I don’t see a lot of middle preference for Programmed to Self Destruct; you’ll either love it or you don’t. Come to think of it, that all-or-nothing feeling, having to be the best or not exist at all. It’s very painful. My heart wonders about Khan’s true life experiences.