Let's see . . . a guy quits grad school to rail about a phenomenon that only he, in the entire world, has figured out. He's figured out that animals are becoming increasingly hostile towards humans, but yet he keeps a chimpanzee in his apartment -- a species known to attack and kill humans. And he alone figures out the cause of all the violence in a flash of inspiration, after a decade of no progress on the cause. The whole world suddenly listens to him and marches to his proposed solution to what his theory is for the problem. The whole thing is so wildly contrived and nonsensical. But yet I finished it, so I guess I wanted to know how it ended.