Jack is back, and blacker than black. With hysterical reports of people around the globe dying whilst idly reading his previous books, curiously both of them men, and with countless women complaining of uncomfortably close shaves, the Vatican, the World Health Organisation, and the #MeToo bandwagon, are now locked in a three-legged race to ban this book and prevent another pandemic. Or to use today's parlance, to stop it going viral. So, why not buy a few extra copies for your family and friends, and even your enemies, while you still can, and spread the word...

The book is a collection of adapted humour inspired by other writers, interspersed with some original texts and a handful of philosophical views, mostly wrapped in humour. The texts include oblique references to adult obsessions and mild vernacular language in common usage by many aged 12 years and over. It is a joke book from cover to cover, most of which is unsuitable for younger children and anyone who cannot read without moving their lips. The book would have been in colour had I found my crayons.

WHAT THE AUTHOR SAYS This ground-breaking fourth book in the trilogy comes with a health warning to anyone in a suicidal frame of mind, or thinking of saving the NHS any further trouble. If you believe that the world has managed the pandemic well, or you have a closed mind, this book is not for you. If you have bought it already, don't worry, we've all made mistakes, so try recycling it, or just bury it under that pile of other unread books.

My lifelong ambition had been to follow in the footsteps of my childhood heroes, Copernicus, Galileo, Newton and Einstein, and to write a book that would add to the corpus of human knowledge and change the course of civilisation. But following my latest epiphany, I raised my sights even higher with this expose of humanity's stupidity, obsession with trivia, and its irrelevance in the Universe as we stumble along our road to oblivion...

WHAT THE AUTHOR SAYS This ground-breaking fourth book in the trilogy comes with a health warning to anyone in a suicidal frame of mind, or thinking of saving the NHS any further trouble. If you believe that the world has managed the pandemic well, or you have a closed mind, this book is not for you. If you have bought it already, don't worry, we've all made mistakes, so try recycling it, or just bury it under that pile of other unread books.

My lifelong ambition had been to follow in the footsteps of my childhood heroes, Copernicus, Galileo, Newton and Einstein, and to write a book that would add to the corpus of human knowledge and change the course of civilisation. But following my latest epiphany, I raised my sights even higher with this expose of humanity's stupidity, obsession with trivia, and its irrelevance in the Universe as we stumble along our road to oblivion...

Jack is back, and blacker than black. With hysterical reports of people around the globe dying whilst idly reading his previous books, curiously both of them men, and with countless women complaining of uncomfortably close shaves, the Vatican, the World Health Organisation, and the #MeToo bandwagon, are now locked in a three-legged race to ban this book and prevent another pandemic. Or to use today's parlance, to stop it going viral. So, why not buy a few extra copies for your family and friends, and even your enemies, while you still can, and spread the word...

The book is a collection of adapted humour inspired by other writers, interspersed with some original texts and a handful of philosophical views, mostly wrapped in humour. The texts include oblique references to adult obsessions and mild vernacular language in common usage by many aged 12 years and over. It is a joke book from cover to cover, most of which is unsuitable for younger children and anyone who cannot read without moving their lips. The book would have been in colour had I found my crayons.