By: N. Nosirrah
Intro:
A direct, heartless, at times brilliant assault on the known. If Hunter S. Thompson had set out to find Buddha-like enlightenment rather than to be the next F. Scott Fitzgerald, I suspect something like Practical Obsession would have been the result.
A quick, brash 116 page read, this “autobiography” without storyline recounts the life of “n. Nosirrah” (to spill the beans, that’s Harrison spelled backwards, I believe the book to be a more of a raving, mystic attempt to convey by a wise man named Steven Harrison). The book is a takedown of the idea of self, and suggests that “you” and “I” are not individuals, but false concepts momentarily held by life itself. Even if you believe this is utter nonsense, the cascade of implications are a jarring, fascinating, potentially existential crisis inducing trip.
From disgust to fanaticism, I sense that people will have a remarkable variety of reactions to reading this book. Reading over the below quotes, I seem to have pulled the interspersed gems of a more clean lucidity from among what is also often meandering and brutish — it’s a curious read.