My working theory is that autofiction as a form is ultimately completed in verbalizing the spiritual and physical experience of molestation, which is why Americans, incapable of producing the next great author, are obsessed with it.

WBE is not a good writer. His readers are invested in a secondary game theory reading of autofiction that explores conceptual edges past consent in a way that is deniable and acceptable. Whatever can be said of a singular person’s supposed sadism, his audience is worse.