The world is a terrible place. There are people who get satisfaction from hurting others and there is nothing we can do about it. There are people who have so much money they can wipe their arses on it four times a day and it wouldn't even make a dent in their lifestyle and yet they feel no moral duty to help the less fortunate and there is nothing we can do about it. There are people who are so feckless and talentless and yet seem to be venerated by the masses for absolutely no reason and there is absolutely a fuckload we can do about it. 
 You know what makes a good book good? Good grammar, good punctuation, good sentence structure and good character development. Good story, good atmosphere and the ability to write good chapters that let the story travel along at a decent pace without giving away too much all at once, or not a lot throughout. These things are factual. Grammar and punctuation, spelling and sentence structure are factual elements of writing that you cannot have an opinion on. You cannot have an opinion about a fact. That's a fact. 
 So, all those people who get off on hurting people and rich people who are just selfish are marked in the category we can't do anything about them. The people who have no talent in their chosen fields, like singers who need to use auto-tuning or WRITERS WHO CAN'T FACTUALLY WRITE WELL (I'm looking at you, E.L. James) are marked in the category of STOP BUYING THEIR FUCKING SHIT FOR FUCK'S SAKE and we can whole-heartedly do something about these wasters of my fucking time. 
 Now, this book. This is one of the worst books that has ever been written for factual reasons. There is no character development other than ridiculous teenage angst and the realisation that you are not, in fact, special but just like any other person that has ever lived. The only emotions these jokers show is jealousy when a guy wants to touch some other girls clitoris even though I said I didn't want it even though it's totally obvious I want him to touch my clitoris omg why won't he just touch my clitoris no don't touch my clitoris I'm so innocent omfg. 
 The story-line is evocative of Pay It Forward, which I've never read but I imagine that's where the idea was stolen from. I suppose the fact that America is going to be destroyed by an asteroid (or is it?!) needs the reader to feel any kind of sympathy for that event, but even then it was then bundled in to this really small, pathetic teenage view point of the end of the world by putting it in to the mind of a girl who is, in one word, utterly pathetic and who deserves to die (but doesn't!) 
 The chapters were also interrupted by a very pointless attempt to be creative, with poetry-style verse that is reminiscent of those utter bollocks quotes celebrities post on instagram that mean absolutely nothing. Not a tiny thing. On the surface it looks rather philosophical and, dare I say it, even like it means something, but in reality once you even just try to use your brain cells (try it, it's fun) and think about what it means it's just a load of bollocks. 
 Never has a book cheated its reader more than this. We are promised the death of these whinging, selfish and pathetic children at the end, and yet that does not come. There is no closure for the dear reader and America is not destroyed, which, let's face it, is probably the best thing for it considering the current political and cultural climates. And the actual climate, as well, now you mention it. The Ozone layer above America must be almost the consistency of scotch mist. 
 There are so many cliches abound it is physically impossible to keep track of them. One girl in France tried it and there is now a black-hole around the Perpignan area the size of an Edam cheese. Any more utter-bollocks quasi-philosophical statements and we are gonna have to send Stephen Hawking down there to seal it before the chaos from hell bursts through. Instead, the Royal Society are sending all the copies of Fifty Shades of Grey that have been donated to charity shops there to plug it up, so have no fear, it is good for something at last!