The Emperor is not pleased.

I celebrate your decision to remain anonymous. As an experienced reader of introductions, assured that some kernel of knowledge found there focuses and reveals a depth in the subject text missed by hasty, self gratification driven non-introduction readers, I can say that after reading your essay I never been more in need of book about Stoicism in my life.

It’s possible that your unbelievably plodding pace was magnified by technology. This is the first book I’ve read on my new Kindle Fire and there is no way to judge length without endlessly turning pages until finding a chapter break. A book you weigh in your hand. With the Fire you have no idea if you are beginning a pamphlet or a Russian novel/doorstop so you are trapped in a state of limbo with no ending apparent. Each page melds with the previous and for you, like participants in sensory deprivation studies, measuring the passing of time becomes increasingly difficult. Unfortunately, I was not deprived of my senses. I could see text through between increasingly heavy eyelids, hear yawns and tapping fingers, and smell taco salad (I read it at lunch). You have not put me off reading introductions, although your attempt was inspired. What you have done is confirm the axiom “You get what you pay for.”