Ivory tower dweller Mamet, writer of juicy dialog(check out Glengarry Glen Ross, pausing often to let the brilliance of the wordplay(words as brickbats - fire away!) wash over you...) decides, at long last, that he is dissatisfied...and chooses a safe target to be his whipping-post - which will make him the darling of the crowd he hangs with as he marches on into elderly dementia(as opposed to whatever dementia owns him now). Christopher Hitchens said once he became a journalist so he wouldn't have to depend on corporate-owned media to get his information; he travelled widely and got his data at the source, so it was difficult to fool him, because he did his homework and also read voraciously. For Mamet to whine about the mass-media being liberally biased means he is admitting to being mentally lazy and believing the media swill that is designed by the corporate owners to be a smokescreen, a false zeitgeist for the brainwashed masses to believe in while they, the almost impossibly rich microscopic minority do whatever they want. This book is almost unreadable as Mr. Mamet twists logic until he's comfortable with his mewlings - it's almost comical, except that he will do a lot of damage with this book - he's considered brilliant because of his movie scripts and lots of people will be guided by what he has to say and will be led astray. The old Show-business saying, People don't know what they like, they like what they know has worked for Bill ORielly and Rush Limbaugh and Mamet is in show-biz, too. If anyone actually reads these reviews, try being an autodidact and thinking for yourself.