The world is going to hell in a handcart; at least with this book by bestselling author of The Beautiful Poetry of Donald Trump, you get to choose how it ends. The perfect stocking filler
There are many ways civilisation could end, even with wise, benevolent leaders like Kim Jong-un, Donald Trump and Vladimir Putin watching over us. Now, in this fun interactive story of global doom, YOU decide how humanity perishes.
Will we be turned to grey goo by Elon Musk’s nanobots?
Driven collectively insane by Russia’s most potent memes?
Or smashed to atoms by someone sitting on the wrong button in North Korea?
In this book, YOU will meet the leaders with the future of civilisation in their hands. And YOUR wits and judgement will decide how we all inevitably die. Or then again, maybe, just maybe, with a little positive thinking, YOU will find a way to keep us all safe long enough to expire of old age and global warming instead. Just don’t get too hopeful. On every page of Choose Your Own Apocalypse with Kim Jong-un & Friends, the end of your choice is most definitely nigh.
“Praise for The Beautiful Poetry of Donald Trump: A triumph”
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“Hilarious”
Stewart Lee
Rob Sears has written comedy and fiction for McSweeney’s and is the author of the hit humour titles The Beautiful Poetry of Donald Trump and Vladimir Putin: Life Coach. He lives in Finsbury Park with his wife Grace.
Of his writing Rob says, ‘With my books, I plan to usher in a new era of sane political leadership. Failing that I would like to raise a weak smile on the face of a disillusioned knowledge worker, during a lull in the hellacious rollercoaster timeline we inhabit.’
Eliot wrote that the world ends “not with a bang but a whimper”: he might be right, but then on the other hand maybe it will end with a bang? Or maybe it’ll end with crab-human mutants? And just maybe it’s time for you to decide which.
We made a game you can play right now, based on Rob Sears’ hilarious book Choose Your Own Apocalypse with Kim Jong-Un & Friends. Go and keep the world safe for another day, or at least, play some ineffectual role in deciding exactly how it dies…