First of all, I want to say that I am a big Henry Miller fan. I loved the books that comprised The Rosy Crucifixion and both Tropics, among others. But this one was just a big, long-winded tirade against America. After 50 pages or so, I got the message: America is an ugly-ass country polluted by ugly-ass people. Thanks, Henry. Fun read. I bailed before I hit page 60. Life is too short.