Tucker Max, the bro-tastic author of the best-sellers “I Hope They Serve Beer In Hell” and “Assholes Finish First,” told The Daily that he’s a changed man. Well, sort of.
After years of writing about his drunken, skirt-chasing exploits, Max is hanging up his spurs. Over the last few years, he came to realize that having achieved so many of his dreams — fame, wealth, an endless supply of willing sexual partners — he was still largely unhappy. Hence the changes: A seemingly unquenchable thirst for booze has largely been swapped for a low-carb “paleo diet,” and regularly scheduled psychotherapy sessions have taken the place of anonymous hookups. He’s not quitting writing but he’s done with “fratire,” the defiantly politically incorrect literary subgenre he helped popularize.“We all played with toys when we were 10 that we didn’t feel like playing with anymore when we were 15,” he said. “The things that interested me at 25 don’t interest me at 35. Going out, getting drunk, hooking up and acting like a fool is really awesome for a period of time but it’s not awesome forever.”Oh, Tucker.
It was never awesome.
Not “actually, I was awful.” Not “actually, none of that was a good idea.” But “been there, done that.”
