Sometimes we like to conceive of lust as love because we think it feels so good it has to be love. Love is sacrifice, love is worth dying and killing for, history proves that. But, we must have some kind of moral compass in our journey through life. All enjoyment is not good enjoyment."

I was happy to find out things about Mike's early life, that it was hard, sometimes grotesquely hard, as there wasn't any food on the table, and no one except Mike himself to get it. We all thought he was invincible until that Buster Douglas fight. This book gives insight into how he lost his edge, what fighting meant to him, and how the fight game spilled into his everyday life. It's interesting that we admonish our children not to fight, we deplore fighting in society at large, yet we shower boxers with fame, adulation, and money for beating hell out of each other. Tyson shows us the monsters we create. The book is written in such a way that you feel the authenticity of Mike's voice, even though he isn't the writer. It's his story, but the writer, Larry Sloman is excellent at his craft and allows us to experience this book as if Tyson is sitting with the reader and recounting his life and crazy times. If you followed Tyson's career, you undoubtedly remember some of the incidents spoken about and have probably seen some of the wild interviews that are finely detailed here.I must congratulate the writer, sorry ghost writer for putting this story together, a massive read, incredible life story, the honesty of this book, sadly does not effect my thoughts on his character and personality. What I find really fascinating about the memoir is the one admission made in the epilogue. He writes, “I have a favorite book that I try to read every day. It’s called The World’s Greatest Letters: From Ancient Greece to The Twentieth Century. I love connecting to the past this way. You learn so much about these people by reading these letters.” Now 47 years old, he still hopes for a happy ending, but he knows it is going to be a difficult one. He ends, “I can’t help anyone if I’m not well myself, and I desperately want to get well. I have a lot of pain and I just want to heal. And I’m going to do my best to do just that. One day at a time.”

There are some hard-hitting truth sections describing life in the US inner city ghettos, where a lot of males get killed before even turning 16. After living in Singapore, a man can easily lose touch with that kind of reality and become soft. This was a nice wake up call. Once he was taken under their wings, he began to do well and stay out of trouble, but one thing I noticed throughout the entire memoir, the “T” doesn’t just stand for Tyson, but more so “Trouble!” It always finds him. From his two failed marriages, to all the money he lost due to allowing others to handle his affairs. No matter how much he tried to get out from under, trouble had a way of finding and engulfing his existence to the point he became a drug addict. What better way to dull the pain of your horrible being than with drugs. His drug of choice was Cocaine. And Lord knows I don’t know why any woman in her right mind would sleep with him. This man not only is a recovering drug addict, but he’s a sex addict as well. He felt privileged because he was the Champ, had more than enough wealth and women were a part of that equation.What ever you think of Mike Tyson, Undisputed Truth is one hell of a autobiography, it truly is entertaining. All this was impressive when you knew where he had come from. The first part of this book, of Mike´s journey, is scarier than any horror story. It has to be read to be believed and Tyson spares nothing in the telling. It´s an upbringing that was always going to have repercussions, did have repercussions and that Tyson can never escape. He is that poor boy. Nothing in his subsequent exchanges with Paul Holdengräber could quite live up to the moment when Mike Tyson took to the stage last month at Madison Square Garden – sorry, I mean the New York Public Library. His mentor, Cus D'Amato, had assured the 15-year-old Tyson that one day, when he entered a room, "people will stand up and give you an ovation". That's how it was here. A collective gasp and we were on our feet – not as an expression of admiration, more a recoil from sheer physical and psychic proximity. This would never happen with the writers and intellectuals who usually grace this august stage. They are interesting, admired or even loved on the basis of stuff they have created, that is external to them. But everything that had made Tyson famous and infamous – the fact of his body and its capacity for violence – was there in the room. Over all this was an interesting read. I would recommend it to fans of boxing, pop culture, or tragedies. I remember, as a kid, jokes were often made about the intelligence of Tyson but I think that this book shows there is more to Tyson then many people think. He was a student of boxing and also many other things. D'Amato had him in a mind set for each match that Tyson carried throughout his career that gave the wrong impression to fight fans.