Nah, seeing Uncle Howie's name only makes me go, "eh." I respect his Bukowski books. He's just a prick as a human being, and that's not so unusual or noteworthy.
Ben Pleasants is different. He is jealous and angry, frustrated that the world never gave him the respect and admiration he feels he deserved. You can see it all over his twisted, angry red face. He has some sort of manufactured sensationalist agenda that he seems to believe is going to bring him untold tabloid riches. He is a malignant and dangerous old fool, and I am patiently waiting to piss on his grave.
Good point, but I'm afraid his grave won't be big enough for all of us to piss at it at the same time. Maybe we'll need some kinda number system. Then we could let people approach the grave in groups of say, 20 at a time. :D