The more I studied Stringfellow, though, the less it seemed to me to be simply a complex of lawsuits. It became, in my mind, a diorama of the twentieth century and all its plagues: complexity, chaos, existential fear, tedium, colossal wads of money, and a neo-medieval conviction that the objective truth is attainable if only one can spend enough money and take enough depositions.
Jack Hitt —TOXIC DREAMS: A CALIFORNIA TOWN FINDS MEANING IN AN ACID PIT Lewis (The New Kings Of Nonfiction, edited by Ira Glass)
Bewildered Creatures 