If you’re a fan of Man’s Search for Meaning, then this book is a required sequel.
You won’t dig it as much.
It doesn’t have the power of the original.
Nothing can match his narrative of life in concentration camps.
That’s why this book is so important as a follow up.
This book is technical theory.
A polemic for Logotherapy and Existential Analysis.
Boring is the point.
If you buy his philosophy, then the belief should survive a much dryer accounting.
On my end, I don’t know.
I can’t knock it — anything that survives Auschwitz is worth consideration.
It’s certainly truthy.
But is it true?
I’ll leave that to professional psychologists and philosophers.
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I appreciate that Frankl drew a distinction between theology and psychiatry.
In our soup of competing totalizing theories, I respect someone who is humble enough to prescribe limits around his own discipline.