Consider this book a manifesto. A declaration of war. A paean to the gods above. Whatever
you consider it, it will stand as a bulwark against the close-mindedness and defeatism of the
fitness and health industries, and a call to arms for like-minded individuals to pick up a steak
and head to the fucking gym to move brutal weight.
You won’t read the same trite shit you see in the magazines in here. Hell, you won’t read
anything like this on the most out-there sites, in spite of many authors’ best efforts to ape
my writing style. This is because what I propose is unique, vulgar, and remarkably erudite,
and because unlike everyone else’s two-bit, watered-down, rehashed bullshit, this is a fluid
and evolving system by which anyone can get lean as hell and strong as fuck.
My knowledge has built me into a fucking machine, starting as a small-boned chubby kid of
5’6″ 130 into lean, 200 pound brick shithouse of an accidental powerlifting virtuoso. It didn’t
happen overnight, but my failures can be your gains.
