Reading Glamorama, the best line so far: The hero is tied up and about to be beaten up (again) and the bad guy is giving him a sermon. ""hey!", something snapped inside me, "spare me"." Instead of "fuck you, you
fucking fuck!". At first glance, I'm calling the hero inept, chronically forgetful and promiscuous in the best way. He has fucked three invariably attractive women so far. And then the books littered with pop lyrics like "we'll slide off the surface of things" from a U2 song. It's refers to the mainstream alot, using it as the language for alienation.