The Dissident's Diary

This book belongs in the toilet. It is perfect for banning and burning. It may even be cursed with a cloud of seeping evil. The author, who is quite clearly insane, mixes borderline pornography with pseudo-spiritual ramblings and the worthless minutia of his tiresome drug-addled life. It is sincerely to be hoped that very few citizens will ever read the damned thing. Those that do may be committing a serious offense.