i love satire, i promise. but this book was so disgusting that i honestly wasn’t sure if palahniuk was being silly or dead serious. 

now, this book was pretty solid.

unreliable narrator, martyrdom, sex addiction, drugs, whatever—my favorite part was when the doctor lied to him and told him he was Christ, so he went and had sex with six women and indulged in a girl’s rape fantasy. he is so grossly disgusting that he thinks he’s a good person for letting a old woman think that he raped her. what the heck.

 i liked the writing, but i wish this was executed better. maybe i should’ve read “fight club” first, because i’m starting to think this author is overrated.