If Das Boot, by Lothar-Günther Buchheim and The Catcher in the Rye, by J.D. Salinger had a premature baby—that would be my memoir, Nuke Punk.
What happens when an immature puny wise ass is drafted into the nuclear navy? He’s a contrarian. He’s intractable (hard to handle). He doesn’t question authority; he taunts authority. Will that six years change him or the navy?