So I'm about halfway through this. The first thing I'd like to say is that it's not (yet) as crazy as promised. Reading it has been complicated by the fact that I must take time to face-palm and sigh every time I hit the words "Julius Evola", "Rene Guenon", or "parahistory."

Something that I'd like to bring up is that Julius Evola is the My Little Pony of philosophy: the rest of the world can't figure out why grown men would choose to base their lives on something so trivial.

So far I do have at least a few good things to say for it, but most of it is just gleefully overlooking huge gaps in the historical record and even in common sense because the end results of doing so appeal to his personal beliefs. We'll get back to variously praising and eviscerating this in the days to come.