The Stuff of Thought

I like neuroscience, linguistics, and Steven Pinker, but I have apparently reached my limit. This is the dullest book I have ever read on my own time. I think the exact moment my brain melted forever was when Pinker spent several paragraphs explaining that actually, chicken can mean an animal or a food, because depending on the context, you could be talking about the bird known as a chicken OR a food in which you eat that is comprised of that bird and -

SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP


Anyways I DNF'd