Trite bullshit. Now I have to think of a nice way to tell my dad that this book is fucking awful and a waste of time. There were several segments of lovely prose, good ideas and provoking thoughts, but it was all buried in a nonsense stew of free-association and self-indulgent cheap philosophy with no backbone or substantial characters.
"But what about Amanda?"
What about her? A woman empowered to give erections, who only opens her mouth for cock and to talk about butterflies.