It is not merely Shaw's sexlessness that [his critics] dislike, but the man's utter lack of warmth, heart, compassion. Like many reformers who speak of the disadvantaged, Shaw has no more sympathy for them than for their oppressors. He doesn't want to rationalize the world's paradoxes; he wants to flourish his own. Shaw was a joking Jeremiah, a sexless romantic. Shaw was a professional grotesque - unpredictable, self-righteous and flamboyant. Shaw was George Bernard Shaw rolled into one.