I am devouring T.C. Boyle's novel Inner Circle, a fictionalized account of the life of Alfred Kinsey as seen through the eyes of a (so far) worshipful research assistant.
So far, I have felt myself swept along wherever Kinsey wants to take me, which is much the experience the research assistant is having. Knowing what I do about Kinsey's hobbies (And knowing from The Road to Wellville that Boyle doesn't shy in the least from writing about things like enemas,) I'm curious to see exactly when I start to find Kinsey's behavior truly objectionable. By rights it should have been at least sixty pages ago.
I could probably finish it tonight if I didn't have LSAT studying to do, but such is life.
Anyway, if you've never read T. C. Boyle, you probably should. If you like my snark about liberalism, start with The Tortilla Curtain.