In the last 25 years, any subterranean grapevine rider who has entertained nursing even the most meager notions of misanthropic literary outlaw godhood probably has a few books from Adam Parfrey's Feral House on their shelves.
before any jaded teenager with a cellphone could dispassionately scour the mossy undersides of 4Chan and Reddit for twisted visuals and searing counterpoints to the status quo, a small but determined band of true provocateurs with an unquenchable thirst for the bizarre, the troubling, the profane, and the surreal took it upon themselves to unveil these myriad hidden furies through physical print media, deconstructing all corners of the vast cultural underground until all that was left was raw-boned shivering truth.
arguably the most prolific in importing this cold hard razor of unvarnished reality was Adam Parfrey, both in his own writing (his essays in Jim Goad's Answer Me! remain a highlight) and through his own publishing company Feral House. He has the distinction of outlasting nearly all of his peers both in the volume of his output and his dedication to the cause, to this day inspiring new believers to to plum similar psycho-terrestrial depths, ventilating their findings upon the printed page.