Wayne Koestenbaum catalogs and ruminates over humiliation in its many forms. His own, public figures, literary figures, anonymous people in airports, restrooms, on stage, in locker rooms, on the street. (YouTube is his self-humiliation media of choice.)

Bodily fluids and excretions get their due along with utterances and actions, both innocent and evil. This thought-provoking book actually made me queasy at times. But not humiliated. Okay, maybe a little. ( )