The most consistent picture that one can draw from this awful mishmash is that Mr. Warner may have been a victim of some sort of childhood abuse. Then again, maybe not. He does try to blame some of his behavior on his grandfather's unusual masturbatory practices, although he never accuses his grandfather of any direct sexual interaction with him. In fact, he discovered his grandfather's practices only through spying on him. His worst accusations against his parents are that they were boring. His father, a Vietnam veteran, may have suffered symptoms of posttraumatic stress during his son's youth, and he was sometimes quick to set physical limits. Even the author's bizarre early experiences with fundamentalist Christian education hardly justify his current mincing performance as the Anti-Christ. Overall, the general impression one gets is that Mr. Warner is an infantile, narcissistic, and shallow person who seems to flaunt his poorly controlled impulses.