This book is fun and tense, disturbing in all the right places, and has a lot of heart. It talks about art and more specifically, queer art, in relation to the capitalist society that only recognizes profit over artistic expression. Or that puts profit as the only thing that values, sacrificing everything else. But it's also about queer tragedy and queer joy. Very meta, it analyses art and how we create, the inspiration behind it, and how capitalism refuses any nuance because that's not easy to sell.