Bad Monkey

Just finished reading Carl Hiaasen's Bad Monkey. Picked it up at the airport, read it on the plane, in the airport, in the cab, at home, at night, in the morning and was a little annoyed that work and need to sleep interrupted my reading the story.  It's so Carl Hiaasen, crazy characters, improbable events but simply hilarious twists and turns in a glorious southern love story with lots of very serious human humour. It all begins with an arm caught by a fisherman which the police don't want in their jurisdiction for fear it will affect tourist trade.  There's all the usual white collar corruption folk who get the full effects of bizarre karma in addition to the island people who think the tourists are crazier than their own celebrities.  Like Hunter S. Thompson and Shakespeare, Carl Hiaasen is one of a kind. No one tells a tale as well as he does.  It's Lock Stock and Two Smoking Barrels, Country Joe and the Fish with Keith Richards playing the melody line. His writing is a lateral shift in consciousness that just giggles on and on between the belly laughs. In the end it's all about diapered monkeys, roach counts and kissing in the morgue. I love Carl Hiaasen.  I am so thankful I found "Sick Puppy" many years ago.  I have been enjoying this unique Florida flavour ever since.  Bad Monkey!