These lines are insufficient to describe the complexity of the exercise to which Julien Guy-Béland lent himself in this autobiographical novel written in part during a period of active drug addiction. From his experience of addiction, the author.ice discusses the toxicity of male, nocturnal and musical environments. By scratching his person as much as the system, Béland puts his finger on what, within the boundaries of his journey, echoes the hypocrisy, indifference, propaganda and forms of ostracism existing in our society. There pass the contradictions of a political power and its universal health system which are only interested in the productive part of its population, the false belief in the intrinsic benefits of literature, as well as the marketing of commitment citizen, and that of the allies, who “stifle the possibilities of existence”. The form, fragmented, hammered, almost suffocating, echoes the violence condemning to the margins those who do not stick to expectations, and scratch their freedom of being and their validity.
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