Pat Bateman, the anti-hero of the book (and movie), is a sophisticated Wall Street Yuppie. He seems to have it all, the good school, Harvard, the right job, plenty of money, great clothes, a nice apartment. He is handsome, fit, rich and is courted by beautiful women.

So. Is he a murderer, or is it all in his head. At some point are we all a bit like Bateman?

Every day, at noon, when I’m terribly bored because I have nothing to do, I start to dream with me and the guy from Liquid Web. I grab my chef knife and tell to him:

“You’re a fucking ugly Dedicated Server Provider. I want to stab you to death, and then play around with your blood”.

Thank you, Breat Easton Ellis, for giving me such material, nothing but the best ways to make that guy suffer…

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