The true story of how a sexist, egotistical, lying, hypocritical bigot of a president, and the inanity of duped evangelicals, led one of the “whitest” black men on the planet to wake up, find his blackness, and lose all inhibitions at dropping the f-bomb. It’s an emotionally moving, politically poignant, and often hysterically funny coming of age story. Except the age is 50. This is not your usual memoirist romp. It’s kind of a psychedelic trip. The best way I can describe it to you is, imagine The Autobiography of Malcolm X as told to Quentin Tarantino, with contributions from Neil Gaiman, Charles Dickens, and Ta-Nehisi Coates.