Extraterrestrial Sex Fetish: Materials for the Case History of an Et S&m Freak [Englisch] [Taschenbuch]

The book's "Content Grid" is, indeed, a grid - not a simple table. This book is designed to transport the reader across multiple dimensions of moral platitudes and prescriptions. Simultaneously, the book instructs the reader exactly on how to raise and program a modern sexual psychopath -- as well as how to destroy one. The text manipulates, arouses and nauseates simultaneously. Beauty or Beast, this Supervert? I've read it twice and I still cannot entirely decide. As I explained to a graduate level reading workshop I recently guest lectured for, we have either just met the Devil incarnate...or next literary Messiah.

Extraterrestrial Sex Fetish (ETSF) is a multidimensional deconstruction of the traditional epic, yet its enigmatic personification of megasex, megaego and megahumanity admittedly leaves me shell shocked and yearning for something simple and pure to bring me back to earth -- like a can of chicken noodle soup or a can of fresh air. The hero, Mercury de Sade, performs deeds that leave the original Marquis de Sade limp and whimpering in a pile of his own blood and waste (ala "Quills"). This extraordinary inflation of the famous sex god is necessary, given how jaded today's readers are in light of our glossy porn-saturated lives. What ETSF lacks in simplicity it makes up for with excessive alliteration and fluid poetry. "If the entire universe were comprised of semen [...] this would have decisive consequences for extraterrestrial life," posits Mercury.

Mercury de Sade is an ideal second base coach, helping us to see what is really real and really scary about western sexual ethics and the sociopolitical trappings that we have conned ourselves into believing. As the Marquis hops planets in order to find exo-victims for his sexual pleasure, he hangs on to a fixed lust for a native earth girl -- and uses her as his springboard for all of his ongoing, perverted and disgusting fantastic pillaging schemes.

Erma Bombeck was the one who helped American housewives along with "The Grass is Always Greener Over the Septic Tank." That story (and that line) goes far with ETSF and the Marquis. No matter how many esoteric justifications the Marquis (and the narator) develop along the way to justify their horrendous and criminal acts, the collective and universal pendulum of morality never ceases to swing between the legs of a man bent on endless sex and seed dispersal.

Mankind will never cease to be more than a raw, venal, bombastic example of God's biggest mistake. We are the Universe's true ongoing disappointment.

It would be interesting to hear what Osama bin Laden thinks of this American export. Indeed, Supervert has the potential of becoming the 21st century's successor to both Salman Rushdie and L. Ron Hubbard.

Prescription or prognosis? I still can't decide. But this book is compelling, nonetheless and CERTAIN to make its way (slowly -- possibly postumously) into the socio-religious canon of the next millennium.

If you've ever wished for something better than Sade's _Justine_ or saucier than _Story of O_then buy this book! It also would make an excellent Christmas gift for an illicit lover.