In honor of the passing of Bike Month, we took Metro to work today. Our route is No. 1, The Fun Route, and Metro have installed special fun buses to go with the theme. They’re short. They’re still loud and decorated in vulgar colors and over air-conditioned, but they’ve got a lot of pep and can dart in and out of traffic like a Mini Cooper, so they really are sort of fun. Our ride, though, is so short that we can’t do any serious reading. What we are reporting are the books from a week ago. Darryl Wimberley’s Devil’s Slew is Florida redneck rather than Florida steam or gothic, featuring an African American state law enforcement guy working the patch he grew up in. Satisfying but not rattling. Don Winslow’s Savages, on the other hand, was rattling as hell, being, as it was, about a couple of brainy surfers whose top-quality marijuana business is the target of a corporate takeover by as frightening a Mexican cartel as one could possibly want.
Both worth one’s criminal reading time.