Mr Nice

Mr Nice
by Howard Marks

Wow, I cannot recommend this book more highly (forgive the pun).

If you're anything like me, you don't like reading most autobiographies because they are boring. If so, this book is an utter exception. Along with the autobiographies of Richard Prior, Iceberg Slim, and Sanyika Shakur, this is one of the few autobiographies that have not only fascinated me, but become some of my favorite books too.

Here's the skinny: Howard Marks had a fairly sheltered upbringing, and thanks to the fact that he was extremely intelligent and likeable, he got accepted into Oxford to study philosophy at the end of the 60s. While he was there, he smoked his first joint... fast forward 10 years, and he's one of the biggest cannabis smugglers in Britain, with the DEA on his ass.

The greatest things about this book are the fact that he is fucking intelligent, so his writing is a pleasure to read, but also that like the name says, he's a real nice guy at the end of it all. I've bought this book three times, because I gave it away twice. It's that good.

Two thumbs up!