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Any Bookworms?
« on: April 29, 2009, 03:58:22 PM »
To any and all fellow X'ers that are bookworms, I need some recommendations for some good reading.  I am running out of stuff.  I still have a few left on the bookshelf but the pickings are getting slim.  Plus I have a gift card to Books-A-Million and figured it was time to pick up some good reading material.  I would be more than welcome to suggest some good reading in return.

I think I will pick up the following:

"The Real Lincoln", "Forced into Glory: Abraham Lincoln's White Dream" (hat tips to Saniflush and Tarheel)

Need a couple of more.  Suggestions anyone?
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« Reply #1 on: April 29, 2009, 04:03:55 PM »
We're going to need more information.  What do you like to read?  Favorite authors/genres?

FWIW: you're not allowed to "welcome" yourself.  You can be willing to reciprocate, however.
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« Reply #2 on: April 29, 2009, 04:26:30 PM »
We're going to need more information.  What do you like to read?  Favorite authors/genres?

FWIW: you're not allowed to "welcome" yourself.  You can be willing to reciprocate, however.

Anything history or related. Not into Sci-Fi, but will read most anything.  Some of my favorite authors would be Jeff Shaara, Michael Shaara, Stephen Ambrose (although he is a plagiarizing bastard, still writes good books), Larry McMurtry....even read some Clancy and similar stuff.

Edit: have read some Cussler, Grisham and Ludlum.

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« Reply #3 on: April 29, 2009, 04:30:45 PM »
Anything history or related. Not into Sci-Fi, but will read most anything.  Some of my favorite authors would be Jeff Shaara, Michael Shaara, Stephen Ambrose (although he is a plagiarizing bastard, still writes good books), Larry McMurtry....even read some Clancy and similar stuff.



Ah, you saved me some typing, then.  I don't think we'll be swapping books and comparing notes.  Good luck.
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« Reply #4 on: April 29, 2009, 10:05:07 PM »
There is an author named W.E.B. Griffin that writes historical fiction novels. His best stuff is based in WWII which I love to read about. There is a series of about 10 books called "The Corps". It is GREAT! I highly recommend that whole series. Once you read the first chapter, Killer McCoy will be your hero! He is a bad ass!!!
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« Reply #5 on: April 29, 2009, 10:35:35 PM »
Fiction:  (All of these are series and should be read in order.)
James Lee Burke - the Dave Robicheaux novels - my very favorite author
Lee Child - his hero, Jack Reacher, is the only man I would leave Carl for.
Vince Flynn - Mitch Rapp could kick Chuck Norris's ass
Kyle Mills
John Sandford - Lucas Davenport - one hot cop
John Connolly - very dark private eye type character
Michael Connelly - very noir - LAPD main character
Robert Parker's Spenser Novels
Douglas Preston and Lincoln Childs - both their individual books and their collaboration (the Agent Pendergast series) are all very very very good
David Baldacci - kind of like Grisham - very formulaic but a good brainless read

Pillars of the Earth by Ken Follett - medieval England - very different and very good.  has a sequel but it is not as good.

Michael Malone - Handling Sin is fabulous.  A must read for any Southerner - I could see my own relatives in this book.  Hysterical, but with a message.

Non-Fiction:

The Devil in the White City - Erik Larson - True story abt a serial killer during the Chicago Worlds Fair

Theodore Roosevelt and the River of Doubt - About how TR took a trip down the Amazon after he left office and nearly died.  Not a very well known story but incredibly fascinating.  Very well written.

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« Reply #6 on: April 29, 2009, 10:41:25 PM »
More Non-Fiction

Charlatan - Pope Brock:  about "Doctor" John Brinkley, who in 1917 proposd to cure men of their (ahem) intimacy problems by cutting open their scrotums and inserting goat testicles.  Seriously.  An unbelievable book about one of the greatest con men/hoaxsters in history, and his use of media manipulation and the radio to make a gajillion dollars... and the doctor from the AMA who tried to stop him. 

No Shortcuts to the Top - Ed Viesturs - this is written by a guy who climed all 14 of the world's highest peaks - an excellent and well written adventure book

The Last Expedition - Stanley's Mad Dash Down the Congo - Daniel Liebowitz - Stanely as in "Dr. Livingston, I presume?" fame - but he was a psycho - this book was unbelievable.

The Dead of Winter:  How Battlefield Investigators, WWI Veterans and Forensic Scientists Solved the Mystery of the Bulge's Lost Soldiers - Bill Warnock:  A must read

Boone:  A Biography - Robert Morgan - I learned so much about Daniel Boone that I never knew - very interesting

Capote:  A Biography - Gerald Clarke - Had forgotten that Truman Capote was from Monroeville and lived next door to Harper Lee - this was a great biography in that the author was given Capote's personal diaries, letters etc., and conducted interviews with Capote for nearly 8 years before Capote died.  What a character.
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« Reply #7 on: April 29, 2009, 10:46:29 PM »

Lee Child - his hero, Jack Reacher, is the only man I would leave Carl for.

Douglas Preston and Lincoln Childs - both their individual books and their collaboration (the Agent Pendergast series) are all very very very good

David Baldacci - kind of like Grisham - very formulaic but a good brainless read


If you like the three of those (as I do)...I would strongly recommend you check out Nelson DeMille. The best one is probably a stand alone called "The Charm School". Although the John Corey Series (Plum Island, Lion's Game, Night Fall, and Wild Fire) are awesome as well.
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« Reply #8 on: April 30, 2009, 12:05:41 AM »
Thanks. 

WE:  I will check that out for sure.  Kinda sounds along the same lines as the Shaara books.

TW:  Can kick Chuck Norris's ass?  Surley you jest and have apologized for such blasphemy!   :)
Douglas Preston and Lincoln Childs, Pillars of the Earth, Theodore Roosevelt and the River of Doubt and The Dead of Winter seem to catch my eye the most, but some of the others sound really good too. 

Aubie16: I will check out and read up on Nelson DeMille and see what he is all about. 

Like I said earlier, the bookshelves are getting to be slim pickings.  I'm the type that will go to BAM or B&N and buy up enough books to get me through a year or two of reading and don't buy anything else in between.  It takes me a while to get caught up. 

Oh, the entire board would love "A Practical Guide to Racism" by C.H. Dalton.  (Read it with someone you hate--John Stewart)  It's hilarious.
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« Reply #9 on: April 30, 2009, 12:09:35 AM »
Nelson DeMille's "Charm School" is one of my all time favorites.  And yes, Mitch Rapp makes Norris look like a little girl.  What Norris does domestically to rednecks, Mitch Rapp does all over the world to terrorists, and looks hot and gets laid while doing it.

And if you like Mitch Rapp, you should read the Iccarus Agenda by Robert Ludlum - totally rocking awesome.
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« Reply #10 on: April 30, 2009, 07:46:42 AM »
There is an author named W.E.B. Griffin that writes historical fiction novels. His best stuff is based in WWII which I love to read about. There is a series of about 10 books called "The Corps". It is GREAT! I highly recommend that whole series. Once you read the first chapter, Killer McCoy will be your hero! He is a bad ass!!!

This is the right answer.  You can just call me Flem.  "There I was at 30,000 feet.  Nothing between me and the ground except a thin blond."

Also do not discount his police series.  They are not the type of book you think they are.

I have read everything that he has written and he is by far my favorite.
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« Reply #11 on: April 30, 2009, 09:56:45 AM »
Follet has a couple of other books that are interesting also.

Pillars of the Earth is a huge book. Many different stories going on at once.
The Eye of the Needle - tells the story of a German spy in England during WWII.
On Wings of Eagles -  Tells the story of how Ross Perot trained and sent in a team to get his employees out of prison in Iran back in 1979. Will give you a different perspective of the little dude.

Jonathan Kellerman's Alex Delaware series is enjoyable. He may have kept him around too long, but the early stuff is good.

Stephen Hunter - The Bob Lee Swagger books are good. The movie Shooter was based on one of them - Point of Impact, I think. I have only read Point of Impact and Time to Hunt, but both were good. I'll have to get the others, Black Light, The 47th Samurai, and Night of Thunder.

Icarus Agenda is a good one too.

I suggest visiting garage sales in older neighborhoods. You can  load up on books for .25 each.
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« Reply #12 on: May 01, 2009, 02:56:56 PM »
Also do not discount his police series.  They are not the type of book you think they are.

I just picked up the newest one in this series, but haven't read it yet.  I must say that I am grateful that he updated the series to modern times around book 3 or 4 - altho it was a bit jarring to go from "stopping at pay phones to call in backup" in one book to "getting on the laptop to run a DMV report" in the next book, but it was the right thing for him to do - it made the series more enjoyable.

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« Reply #13 on: May 01, 2009, 03:03:40 PM »
I just picked up the newest one in this series, but haven't read it yet.  I must say that I am grateful that he updated the series to modern times around book 3 or 4 - altho it was a bit jarring to go from "stopping at pay phones to call in backup" in one book to "getting on the laptop to run a DMV report" in the next book, but it was the right thing for him to do - it made the series more enjoyable.




Whoa, whoa, whoa.  There is a new one in the Police Series?

I didn't think it was out yet?

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"Hey my friends are the ones that wanted to eat at that shitty hole in the wall that only served bread and wine.  What kind of brick and mud business model is that.  Stick to the cart if that's all you're going to serve.  Then that dude came in with like 12 other people, and some of them weren't even wearing shoes, and the restaurant sat them right across from us. It was gross, and they were all stinky and dirty.  Then dude starts talking about eating his body and drinking his blood...I almost lost it.  That's the last supper I'll ever have there, and I hope he dies a horrible death."

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« Reply #14 on: May 01, 2009, 03:52:59 PM »
I haven't had time the past two evenings to run by and get anything, but I do have time this evening and now have a good start.  Anyone read the the "Left Behind Series"  my brother has read them and seems to enjoy them.  Thought I might borrow a few from him if I could get a second opinion on them.
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« Reply #15 on: May 01, 2009, 04:42:01 PM »

Whoa, whoa, whoa.  There is a new one in the Police Series?

I didn't think it was out yet?

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Sorry, Howard - you are correct - it was just new to me, I think.  I had not thought about this series in a while, but saw FInal Justice on an endcap at B&N the other day, and assumed it was a new one since I had not read it.  I must have just missed it coming out.
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« Reply #16 on: May 01, 2009, 08:12:59 PM »
Sorry, Howard - you are correct - it was just new to me, I think.  I had not thought about this series in a while, but saw FInal Justice on an endcap at B&N the other day, and assumed it was a new one since I had not read it.  I must have just missed it coming out.

Well shit!  I was hoping that you were right.  Had already made plans to run by the bookstore in the morning.
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« Reply #17 on: May 02, 2009, 09:34:32 PM »
So the police series is good? I have read just about all of his books except the police series...
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« Reply #18 on: May 02, 2009, 11:37:26 PM »
An Auburn Grad and fine writer that I recommend has to be Tim Dorsey. Here is an excerpt from one of his earlier works called "Cadilac Beach" Dorsey novels make for the perfect in summer reading.

Chapter One
Tampa 1996

A bearded man in rags stood on the side of a busy noon intersection, holding up a cardboard sign: WILL BE YOUR PSYCHIC FRIEND FOR FOOD.

A Volvo rolled up. The bum leaned to the window:

“People are out to get you. Vaccinations will be rendered obsolete in coming years by super-aggressive bacteria. Your memory will start playing tricks. Tackle those feelings of hopelessness by giving up.”

The driver handed over a dollar. Serge stuffed the bill in his pocket and waved as the car pulled away. “Have a nice day!”

The traffic light cycled again; an Infiniti pulled up.

“Today is the day to seize opportunities and act on long-term goals. But not for you. The House of Capricorn is in regression, which means the water signs are ambiguous at best. Meanwhile, Libra is rising and out to fuck you stupid. Stay home and watch lots of TV.”

A dollar came through the window.

“Peace, brother.”

The light ran through its colors. Serge knocked on the window of a Mitsubishi. The glass opened an inch.

“Put off making that crucial life-decision today because you’ll be wrong. Stop and notice the small things in life, like pollen. Wear something silly and give in to that whimsical urge to kick people in the crotch.”

A dollar came through the window slit. Serge waved cheerfully as tires squealed. Next: a cigar-chomping man in an Isuzu. Serge leaned.

“The word smegma will come up today at an awkward moment. Begin keeping a journal; write down all your thoughts so you can see how stupid they are. Don’t be rash! – Blue works for you!”

“Hey, what kind of a reading is that?”

“Top of the line,” said Serge, holding out his hand. “Where’s my money?”

“I’m not paying you.”

“Come on, ya cheepskate!”

“That was a lousy reading!”

“Okay, let’s see what else I got.” Serge placed the back of his hand to his forehead and closed his eyes. “Wait, I’m getting a strong signal now. A transient will take down your license plate, track your address through the Department of Motor Vehicles, come to your house at night and kill you in your sleep.” Serge opened his eyes and smiled. “How was that?”

The silent driver held out a dollar.

“Oh, no,” said Serge, “that was my special five-dollar prediction.”

The man didn’t move.

“No problem,” said Serge, pulling a notepad from his pocket. “I’ll just jot down your plate and come by later to get the money.”

The man pulled a five from his wallet, threw it out the window and sped off.

Serge picked up the bill, kissed it and waved. He looked around and smiled at his chosen surroundings: drive-through liquor stores, robbery stakeout signs, bus benches advertising twelve-step programs, billboards for deserted dog tracks and talentless morning radio. A sooty diesel cloud floated by. Ah, the great outdoors! Serge turned and headed away from the street. Back to the swamp. It was a small swamp, but it was his swamp, nestled in the quarter-loop of a freeway interchange in the part of Tampa where I-275 dumps Busch Gardens visitors off for thrifty motels and breakfast buffets and encounters with local residents that make the Kumba inverting 3-G roller coaster look like a teeter-totter. Serge pushed back brambles and shuffled through underbrush until he popped into a clearing at a hobo camp. Smudge-faced men tended a small fire in the middle of the cardboard boom town, empty quart bottles randomly strewn everywhere, except on the southeast quadrant, where bottles formed strict geometric crop patterns in Serge’s “quart-bottle garden.”

Serge sat down at the fire. The other guys scooted closer to him; Serge began handing out money.

“How do you make so much?” asked Toledo Tom.

“Why do you just give it away to us?” asked Saskatoon Sam.

“Why don’t you have a nickname?” asked Night Train O’Donnell.

“I’m a simple man, with simple needs,” said Serge. “I’m on a Eastern aesthetic journey right now, trying to shed material wants.”

“How did you get to be homeless?” asked Whooping Cough Willie.

“Oh, I’m not homeless,” said Serge. “I’m camping.”

They laughed and passed a bottle.

“No, really. I love camping, ever since I was a kid. I used to go to the state parks, but cities are much more dangerous and fun.”

“But your beard? ...”

“Your smelly clothes? ...”

“Begging on street corners? ...”

“That’s for the cops. If you’re a fugitive and want the police to leave you alone – if you want everyone to leave you alone -- go homeless-style. No eye contact, nothing. It’s like being invisible. Even if you get in some kind of scrape, you’re too much trouble to be worth the paperwork. They just tell you to move along or drive you to the city limits, not even fingerprints.”

“You’re hiding from the cops?” said Tom.

“Ever since I escaped from Chatahoochee.”

“You escaped from Chatahoochee?” Sam said with alarm.

“A few times.”

“Isn’t that where they keep the crazy people?” said Willie.

“Oh, like you guys are a group photo of solid mental health,” said Serge.

“What were you in for?” asked Tom.

“I killed a bunch of vagrants.”

They began crab-walking backward from Serge.

“That was a joke! I was kidding! Jesus!”

They slid forward.

“Of course, how do you really know when someone from Chatahoochee is kidding?”

They stood up.

“I was kidding that time,” said Serge. They sat back down. “But do you really know for sure?”

They took off running in crooked directions.

“Guys! It was a joke! I thought if anyone could appreciate irony ...!” Serge stood and made a megaphone with his hands. “I’m just joshin’ ya! I’m pulling your leg! ... Or am I? Ha ha ha ha ha!”

A rustling came from the woods on the far side of the camp. Men burst into the clearing.

“There he is! That’s the one who threatened me!” said the Isuzu driver.

“Uh-oh.” Serge got up to run, but three cops quickly tackled him face down.

Serge turned his head sideways and spit out some dirt. “I predict you will soon be seated in a Dunkin’ Donuts.”

A tall redhead in wire-rim glasses and conservative blue suit tapped a pencil. She looked up at a stark wall clock hanging against institutional cinder blocks with fifteen coats of high-gloss latex, then over at the man sitting across from her.

“You know, not talking says a lot, too,” said the psychiatrist. “And it’s usually not good.”

Serge swayed in his beige straight jacket, humming.

“I know you’re angry to be back at Chatahoochee,” said the doctor. “That’s natural.”

Serge hummed louder.

“I’ll bet you’re angry about a lot of things. Why don’t you tell me about it?”

“But I’m not angry.”

“Yes, you are.”

“Couldn’t be happier.”

“The first step is to recognize denial.”

“I’m not in denial.”

“That’s a denial.”

“Things are looking up.”

“How can you say that? You’re sitting there in a straight jacket forced to talk to someone you clearly hate. I can tell by your body language.”

“It’s the cut of this jacket. I’ve asked them to take it out.”

“Why won’t you admit you’re angry?”

“Because I’m not,” said Serge. He looked up at the diplomas on the wall. Alix Dorr. “What kind of spelling is Alix?”

“My mother used an i to make it feminine, but it didn’t work. I still get all kinds of junk mail for men’s magazines.”

“And this makes you angry?” said Serge.

“Interesting,” said the doctor, leaning over and writing.

“Will you stop that!”

“If you’ll admit your true feelings-”

“Look, from your angle over there I can see how this predicament doesn’t look too festive. But I’m a glass-is-half-full kind of guy. I have my health, there are some books I still want to read. I can’t help it if I have a naturally high positive charge. In a resting state, I’m extremely buoyant.”

“You’re lying to yourself.”

“I’m telling the God’s honest truth. It’s all your frame of mind. Every second I’m alive it hits me like a thunderbolt: ‘Holy fuck! I’m still breathing! What a great day!’ So in your book that makes me sick?”

“No, the physical violence makes you sick.”

“I already explained. Some people just don’t obey the rules, have no respect for the social contract.”

“So you have to beat them?”

Serge grinned. “But I’m happy when I beat them.”

The doctor wrote something.

“Is it better if I’m angry when I beat them? Will that get me out of here sooner?”

“How about you don’t beat them at all?”

“Oh right, like that’s an option.”

The doctor wrote something else and looked up. “Have you ever killed anyone?”

“That’s for me to know and you to find out.”

“This could go against you. Maybe increase your stay.”

“I’ll take my chances.”

“Why are you so uncooperative this time?”

“Because last time I trusted you and opened up. Next thing I knew, my release was on indefinite hold and you were injecting me with all kinds of crap that made my brain feel like honeycomb and gave me the sensation I was in Spain."

“You have chemical imbalances.”

“I like me.”

“There’s nothing to feel guilty about.”

“I don’t.”

“It’s hereditary. You’re grandfather had the same thing. I have his file here from the V.A. ...”

“Let’s stick to you and me.”

“You don’t like to talk about your grandfather, do you?”

Serge looked away and whistled.

“Is it because he committed suicide?”

“He did not commit suicide!”

“You’re angry now.”

“... I got sunshine ... on a cloudy day ...”

“We’ll call it accidental, how’s that?”

“It was no accident. He was murdered. And someday I’m going to find out who.”

“So you’re carrying this anger around with you? And you plan to unleash it on the person you suspect of killing-”

“I ain’t gonna deliver a Candygram, if that’s what you mean.”

The doctor tabbed back in her manilla file. “You said before that his death had something to do with some missing gems?”

“I don’t think, I know.”

“Same thing I found in your grandfather’s file. Long history of dissociative behavior, claiming to know famous people, participating in historic events. And there was also something about make-believe jewels. I find that very intriguing -- the same delusion.”

“You never heard of the Museum of Natural History job in ’64? Murph the Surf and the Star of India?”

The psychiatrist shook her head as she wrote. “You give your figments some imaginative names.”

“Dammit, just check the microfilm in any library! It drives me nuts when people don’t believe me just because they haven’t done their homework.”

“And that makes you angry?”

“I’m not talking anymore.” Serge began swaying again to the soundtrack in his head. “I’ve had it with doctors.”

“Like the one you put in the hospital?”

“Oh, I see where this is going. You’re all in a fraternity.”

“No, I just want to understand.”

“Then help me understand. What is it about doctors that makes them think they’re a superior species? First they demand a special title in front of their names and next they’re treating everyone else like the subterranean Morlock race from the 'Time Machine.'”

“So you broke his skull?”

“A man can only take so much. Every time I had an appointment, it was at least an hour before I could see him. Every single time. I can’t tell you how crazy waiting makes me. I’m a very punctual person. If I have to be somewhere, I synchronize my watch to the second with the Time Channel.”

“Why didn’t you just get another doctor?”

“You fuckin’ guys! You have no idea what it’s like on this side of the little paper smock. You ever been in one of those managed-care Sam’s Clubs? You can’t just let your fingers do the walking. Then I read this article, and I almost hemorrhaged when I found out there are medical seminars teaching doctors how to manipulate a patient’s wait -- they’ve actually done cost-studies on how long people will tolerate the lobby, when to move them to the examining room and how long they’ll wait there. Which is longer than you’d expect because, after all, ho! ho! -- you’re in The Room! Then they instruct doctors to chop up the wait some more by sending in the nurses for blood pressure and other tap dancing. And you’re thinking, hey, foolish to leave now -- this is almost like actual treatment!”

“What triggered the attack?”

“I saw a thing on Fox News about this horrible new disease that has no symptoms. And I thought, shit, I’ve got that! So I rush in for an appointment, and I tell the woman at the desk that we don’t have any time to waste. I’m showing none of the symptoms of the new disease on TV. ... Sure enough, it’s another whole hour before I get to the examination room, and the nurse comes in and Velcos that rubber thing around my arm and starts pumping her little turkey-baster bulb. I glance at my arm, then squint at her and whisper: ‘I know what’s going on here,’ but she just acts innocent and says, ‘what?’ And finally, when he’s good and ready, the doctor comes strolling in all smiles. I say, ‘doc, my appointment was over an hour ago.’ He keeps smiling and says they got behind and then starts opening my chart. I reach out and snap the chart shut and say, ‘not so fast, Kildaire. I’m onto your game.’ I tell him he can’t treat people this way. I describe my disease and the microscopic pictures I saw on television of these horrible alien-looking things with all these legs and suckers that were going condo in my pancreas. Then I demand he cut his patient load in half immediately and start attending patients in a more timely fashion. And you know what? He laughed at me!”

The psychiatrist pointed with the eraser end of her pencil. “And that’s when you head-butted him, resulting in the cranial fracture?”

“Hey, he was the doctor. He knew the medical risks better than me.”

“What about the creatures in your pancreas?”

Serge grinned and turned red. “Boy, am I embarrassed! I missed the top of the TV segment. Turns out they’re common parasites we all have. They’re actually good for us.”

The psychiatrist nodded and scribbled. “This is excellent. You’re opening up.”

“That’s opening up? ... You tricked me. I’m not saying any more.”

“I think it’s a mistake. You were starting to make progress.”

“That’s my point. I poured out my heart the last time I was here, and you lengthened my stay. Then you turned around and released Crazy Luke, who kept his mouth shut the whole time.”

“You didn’t think that was fair?”

“Jesus! On his first day out, he chopped off all those people’s heads!”

“Psychiatry is an imprecise science. That couldn’t have been foreseen with any certainty.”

“You’ve got like a million degrees and you couldn’t see that coming? Every frothing lunatic in this hospital would have told you he’d do it!”

“Why do you say that?”

“Because he never stopped talking about it! All day and night: ‘Yep, gonna chop me some heads off.’ You try to sleep with that kind of shit coming through the walls.”

“Nobody told me.”

“Did you need a diagram?” said Serge. “His name was Crazy Luke, for heaven’s sake! Didn’t that tell you anything? That’s crazy, as in insane. What did you think the context of ‘crazy’ was? Like glue? Like he worked really well?”

“Now you’re getting your anger out.”

Serge deliberated a moment. He took a deep breath. “All right. Since you’ve already made up your mind to keep me in for the max, I’ll tell you what makes me angry. Tire ads.”

“Tire ads?”

“Like I’ll see an ad in the paper: ‘Tire Blowout!’ And it’ll say, ‘Name-brand tires from nineteen-ninety-five!’ So I get eighty dollars together and go in there, maybe a few extra bucks for tax. But when I arrive, they start talking about balancing, alignment, stems, disposal fees, and just like that we’re over a hundred and fifty. But the best part is I can’t even get the nineteen-dollar tires. ‘Oh, no, I won’t let you buy those. They don’t last at all if you do any regular driving.’ And if you really stand firm and demand to see the ones from the ad, they bring out these little lawn mower tires. And you say, ‘what is this, a joke?’ And they say, ‘See?’ So now I’m into the twenty-nine-dollar tires, ‘which had those terrible Road & Track tests where the treads separated and crash dummies were ejected all over the place.’ So we move up to the thirty-nine-dollar jobs, but they’re no good either. They don’t channel water or something when it rains and go sliding into gas pumps. Of course you don’t want that, so you move up again, and again, and by the time it’s all over, you’re driving away on five hundred dollars of new rubber, scratching your head and thinking, ‘now how in the fuck did that just happen?’”

“Interesting,” said the psychiatrist, flipping to a fresh page. “What else?”

“Phone companies that say they’ll show up between one and five, subcontractors who don’t show up at all, drivers who stop side by side in the road to chat, a pop group’s third farewell tour, those smug young professionals and their chardonnay, the quiet voice of golf announcers, Orkin bug sprayer uniforms with military epaulets on the shoulders, asshole popular kids in high school now making a fortune in GAP ads, the whole El Niño thing ...”

“I see. What do you–”

“... gated communities, canned laughter, sesquicentennials, Members Only jackets, little Napoleons on school boards, the inexorable drumbeat of genocidal horror throughout human history, the final episode of Seinfeld, that I can’t get my head around why water expands when it freezes, struggling to get a pizza box into the trash, remembering to set the clocks back, right lane must turn right, ‘MasterCard -- It’s everywhere you want to be’ ...”

“Thank you. I’d like to ask–”

“... Bankers’ hours, sellers’ markets, horned dilemmas, vicious circles, conspicuous consumption, hidden costs, private clubs, public opinion, live callers, the death of courtesy, new spelling like 'lite' and 'thru,' old spellings like 'shoppe' and 'olde,' celebrity breakups, celebrity breakdowns, celebrity TV chefs, conservatives in general, liberals in particular, youth-oriented beer commercials that extol the social advantages of being drunk and stupid, lawsuits by rejects who can’t perform simple tasks like drink coffee without putting themselves in the fucking emergency room, the daily double-wide news item on the fatal stabbing over the last drumstick in the bottom of the KFC bucket, ads for hopelessly lame cars that use high-energy rock songs and quick-cut photography so you can’t get a very good look at the vehicle, the ’72 Olympic basketball final, the colorization of The Maltese Falcon, the tags in the backs of my T-shirts, the seams across the toes of my socks, ‘Would you like to take our survey?,’ ‘Would you like fries with that?,’ ‘What would Jesus do?,’ ‘No shit, Sherlock ..."
 



 
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Re: Any Bookworms?
« Reply #19 on: May 03, 2009, 06:39:37 PM »
So the police series is good? I have read just about all of his books except the police series...

Much like you I had read everything of his except the police series.  That was a mistake.  It is easily as well written as his other series and has the same flavor when it come to the story itself.

Definitely worth the read.
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