Looking for Brenner?

Spoiler alert: You’ve found him.

(Good job, you. Sherlock would be proud. Auguste Dupin would pause in writing his endless reams of disgusting human/orangutan slashfic long enough to give you a Gallic thumbs-up, for sure.)

But, what now?

You’re going to, what, send the author of Five Simple Steps to Greater Joy in this World of Sorrow an email? Give him a little piece of your mind? Tell him to stop sending his pamphlets out into the world, keep his eepy-creepy instructional bullshit to himself? Because such secular preaching is really kind of cringe, in an almost – albeit non-murderous – Ted Kaczynski sort of way?

Or maybe, because the Five Simple Steps are actually, as if in spite of their veneer of paranoid fantasy and self-help parody, a legitimate method for slowing your roll just a skoshie and reconnecting with your more basic, most valuable self, and with others who are existing in this world no less fervently than you and I …

Maybe, because you recognize all that, you’d like to say, “Hey, Brenner, those Steps of yours, that’s some good – if rather weirdly communicated – stuff. So, like, thanks, man. ”

Well.

Well, gosh, now.

You’re very welcome.