Mark Sinclair

I had to take a break from my paper to write that I absolutely despise this book. In going against everything Heidegger stood for, Sinclair sacrifices poetry for emic observations of so called ‘truth’ in Heidegger’s work. It is that common ‘intellectual’ type of book where the author has to describe what he is attempting to do before every chapter, going so far as to use ‘I’. I must submit that Sinclair fails to do what he so prosaically claims he will do in every chapter. I lifted my nose from this book with a lack of understanding on Heidegger and especially about Aristotle's primordial locus of truth and the way he utilizes the word 'proposition' to mean anything he wants is diabolical.

Mark Sinclair, I am not a mere internet troll out to get you, I was hoping for great things with this book but you truly disappointed me with keeping your understanding of Heidegger to the esoteric level instead of helping to spread this valuable information, which is what any writer writing a book should set out to do. Fuck You. D-… (mer)