I am listening to this book right now, and finding it quite amusing. The relationship between Patrolman Mancuso and his Sergeant is thus far my favorite part.
It did occur to me that Ignatius Reilly might well serve as a template for the modern snowflake: utterly cocksure about everything–and authoritarian in impulse because of it–hostile to alternative opinions, profoundly stupid and unobservant in every possible practical way, lazy, dependent but absolutely certain that he is owed a great deal for his very being and nobility.
Maybe we could call it “Reillyism”. Ignatism?
We could also use this standard to anoint Trump a genius: “When a true genius appears in the world, you may know him by this sign, that the dunces are all in confederacy against him.”