Book excerpt: Tyler Goodman spends his days strapped as the dutiful son and student of a lower- middle class set of parents, and his nights recording the Nor. Cal punk scene with his video camera. While everyone around him gets dirty, he manages to keep it clean(er), for no reason other than to secure his future path out of this small town. But Tyler'smanic best buddy, Davey the die-hard Petaluma punk, and a demi-goth-hippie daughter of a NRA Vietnam vet with a voice box and a set of wolf heads over his mantel, have other plans for Tyler's innocent need to get the f-out. Before he can even figure out which way is down, Tyler finds himself sideswiped by the intoxicating words of liars, thieves, and f*ck ups who'd rather keep their only friend on a short leash than kill their enemies. Oh, and skinhead beat-downs in the gay districts of San Francisco, too. Tyler used to dream about getting out of town. Now he just wants to find an appropriate definition of justice in a generation that is being made by Hollywood into the next great American commodity, alternative youth and the soon-to-be rave culture.