The last thing I expected to do on a Saturday night is get into a serious discussion about Sun Tzu's The Art of War. [Aside: bookcases can be quite the conversation starter.] Truth be told, I have not picked up this book (except to move it four times) since 2006. It was required reading for one of my strategy classes and I had opted to scan just the necessary passage instead of the entire book as I was working full time, studying 20 hours a week, running, yoga-ing, and working my way through a Tammy Wynette spelling song.
It was busy.
Also, judging from the small slips of paper inside, I was more concerned in 2006 with using this book as a good place to tuck away the tire size to a 1988 Pontiac and various scheduling routines.
So there I was, trying to remember something about it while suppressing the Edwin Starr song which was trying to present itself like an accompanying soundtrack in my head. For the most part I could just listen, but debate, I could not. It's now a book that's been re-added to the reading list but as a life strategy, I'm sticking with Vizzini's suggestion: "never get involved in a land war in Asia."
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