Basically a really strange cross between a tell-all book about the IRS in the 1990s and one guy’s mental bender. The stuff about the crazy tax deadbeats is interesting, but interoffice politics and his exercise routine are not. I thought the ending was going to come about 50 pages beforehand and so the last pages felt like wading through muck. The author is pretty much a jerk for most of the book, but it sounds like his completely messed-up relationship contributed a lot to that. He definitely made his life more difficult and dramatic than it needed to be.