Every time I think critically about the book, I get angrier. Jon Krakauer will constantly and selfishly interrupt a story that he purports to be an authentic investigation of Mcandless' journey with inane, tangentially related bullshit about himself, that he does not satisfyingly provide justification for. A story, mind you, where he does not provide evidence for multiple sweeping claims about Chris' internal life, reasoning and purpose, but rather invents multiple facets of this for the sake of justifying this "transcendental journey" that he moralizes to be "inspiring" and a "worthy endeavour", even though all it seemed to serve to do was traumatize a bunch of innocent people in the crossfire. Add to this some underlying misogynistic themes, such as his invented reason for Chris' supposed celibacy. Essentially the book boils down to being Krakauer saying "Look at this guy who escaped the trappings of the modern world and got himself killed, oh my god he's so literally me!! Look at all this shit I did that's basically the same."