In reading this book, it was very hard to remember that it was written as a memoir. They say truth is stranger than fiction, and this book is a good example of that saying, should you believe the events as recounted by this author. I cannot help but wonder how much "artistic license" was used.
That being said, it was pretty funny, and compelling in a "morbid fascination kind of way". It is surprising that a young impressionable boy could come out of this kind of world and not be stark raving mad. Then again, not knowing him...perhaps he is stark raving mad! I can only hope that he has a good therapist.
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