I'm not sure there is a possibility to like this book if you aren't a Straight White Male who thinks everything he does that remotely challenges societal values in some vague way is deep and counterculture. If you do fit the Straight White Male category, and I do mean that with capital letters, there may be something profound in here. Who knows, maybe you'll even think it's funny. Otherwise, there are far better critiques of Nixon and capitalism and the American Dream out there, and probably you should go read one of them.

But frankly, I couldn't really find any redeeming factors about this book, and there are very few memorable aspects to it. After a while the entire book became a messy blur of masculine self-indulgence and narcissism on... well, on an acid trip.