The book of a boy with a possible mental illness (or maybe he's just a jerk) who has a tendency to fail at most everything and peeps at his neighbors in the hotel and likes to drink and smoke, has been put under a magnifying glass and is ready to burn if scrutinized any longer.
To you, oh noble followers of this magnificent blog (all 9 of you) I call for an ursurpation, an overthrow of the current literature demands...a form of controled chaos if you will, to insure that a travesty of this magnitude shall not transpire in these, our sacred halls, only slightly soiled by something something of something something else.
Arise my minions! Do my bidding!