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Oh, boy. I just spent the last three hours reading this guy's manifesto and I feel like I need some brain bleach. His friends absolutely knew he was getting creepier by the day and rejected him, which made it worse. One psychiatrist he cited turns out to be a Beverly Hills celeb, one psychologist checks out as legit.

I am not a psychiatrist, so take this with a bucket of salt. I'm calling clinical schizophrenia, delusions of persecution, delusions of grandeur, and he is very, very glib. The thing is written quite well, so well I questioned its authenticity except for the fact that nobody would have had time to fake it in that detail between Friday and now. That's how he got past the cops. It's so far out that all he had to do was appear halfway normal and they'd have been fooled.

What I got was an intense sense of entitlement, a conviction that luxury should have been provided for him first by his father, whose career hit some rocks (although nothing like this one), then by his mother for failure to marry into wealth, and lastly by his failure to win the lottery. At no point in this did I get a sense that he even had a concept of "earned". Two jobs in his life, one building a staircase for a friend, the other quit in one day because it was "beneath" him. I'm guessing that he couldn't do it, probably due to severe social challenges. It was janitorial, BTW.

The problem with the screed is that the author swerves between moments of lucidity and moments of batshit nuts. People around him - nearly everyone he cites - knew he had a serious problem. One of them broke off a longstanding friendship when he talked about how he was going to torture all his enemies, which turned out to be nearly everyone around him with a satisfactory sexual relationship denied to him either by the inherent wickedness of women or the fact that they recognized that he was batshit nuts. I'm opting for the latter.

What is chilling is that he clearly recognized the problem but managed to project blame externally. This thing would be too perfect to be believable if he hadn't actually gone out and done some of it. I would not recommend reading it unless the reader is very patient and pathologically curious. Me, I'm going to try to forget most of it.

Did anybody notice than in a half a dozen interviews the father of the victim shed not a tear with all the pretense of crying? This phony creep simply wants to express his anti-gun agenda. He bristles against the NRA in the interviews. He said they did nothing after the shooting in Connecticut. Just what did he expect them to do? What could have stopped that? If you took away guns, would he have gone in there with a can of gas and some matches?

This guy's a goofball bent on attacking the NRA. Nothing else about this matters to him. Suppose his son had been one of those stabbed. Would he have gone after Victorinox or J. a. Henckels International with the same zeal? I think not because then everyone would see how ridiculous he is.

This guy's a cook