“The Devil guides us like a puppet master./Disgusting objects please us very well/Each Day we take another step toward Hell,/Unflinching through a putrid lack of luster.”
In this final excerpt from the novel Rat Park, super-agent and sex addict Lester Barnes shares his deepest wishes and darkest fears with his Brentwood shrink, unexpectedly meets the love of his life Raquel Donner, and then, in an instant, all is lost.
We are sleepwalking towards a precipice. In the end, this is our world. It is not the property of political elites, of the military-industrial complex.