It is a tirade on Republicans (you can guess who), however, don’t let that turn you off if you’re on that side of the aisle. Intro to Scene 3: This is just included for the clever langauge. Something they don’t teach you at Harvard Business School. Wakes the shotgun up (“We’re there”), crosses said street, and knocks on the door.īig wooly motherfucker, heavy hairy shoulders showing under the wifebeater.Ĭhon puts the shotgun to T.I.’s throat and pulls the trigger. He drives down to Dago, finds the house in Golden Hill he’s looking for, and parks on the street. Learned that in a book, Things They Don’t teach You at Harvard Business School. Intro to Scene 2: Flashback to a few years prior when a biker gang tried to move in on Chon and Ben and beat one of their dealers to death with a tire-iron. It was Chon’s job to keep any of that shit from happening to the paying customers, and if the best defense is a good offense,Īnd with the right blend of hydro, speed, Vike and Oxy it was actually a pretty cool video game-IraqBox-and you could rack up some serious points in the middle of the Shia/Sunni/AQ-in-Mesopotamia cluster-fuck if you weren’t too particular about the particulars. Nasty nasty shit in those pre-Surge days, what with kidnappings, beheadings, IEDs severing sticks and blowing off melons. So when the corporate recruiter looked him up, Chon was available. Intro to Scene 1: Winslow is introducing us to Chon via a description of Chon’s special forces tours in Iraq. Therefore, since I don’t believe I could ever do justice to Winslow’s prose, I thought I would give you a few samples and let you see for yourself, with a brief intro by me to set up the scene. However, even if it does, it really does not give you any idea about how mind-blowingly fresh and ice slick smooth the writing is in the story. All is peachy, breezy and OC easy until the Mexican drug cartel wants Ben and Chon to come work for them.and no is not an option.yeah, tell that to Chon. Ben has engineered the highest of high grade marijuana and he and Chon sell it in Southern California to upper class, Kardashian type clientele. Ben is a passive, brilliant, Buddhist type (or Baddhist as Ben explains) and Chon is an ex-special forces, "man of few words" killing machine who basically hates everyone (except Ben). Chon and Ben are the 21st century version of the odd couple on steroids.
The basic plot is very simple (though the execution of it is anything but). His writing, his tone, his slick as shit story-telling are all intelligent, original, hiply sparse and kick-ass coolio. Don Winslow has instantly become an author whose next book I will buy sight unseen.
I loved, loved, loved every single page of this thrilltastic story. If these two wordsmithing masters of dialogue, tone and hip colloquialisms ever had a literary LOVE CHILD….it would DON WINSLOW.
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