Totem and Taboo

This is a hard book to read.

I used to read a lot of self-help books and when I was younger, and a few religiously soul-searching books when even younger than that.

What's the meaning of life?

Why are we here?

Will guzzling piles of drugs answer every question?

I spent a few weeks sitting on a valley overhang when I was 22 reading the New Testament and the four gospels of Matthew, Mark, Luke and John, which I enjoyed, especially John, much more than anything written by Sigmund Freud in 1913.

I have massive love and admiration for Jesus Christ, and Totem and Taboo didn't answer any of my questions and was pretty useless in that respect, but did serve as a crutch to delve deeper and maybe look beyond.

To be honest, the most memorable part of this book was walking down the street with it under my arm.