Bode rapped his knuckles on the dinette. “Here’s my prediction: The shitweasel holding the other Lotto ticket, he’s either a Negro, Jew or Cuban type.”
“That’s how they do it, Chub. To fuck over decent Americans such as you and me. You think they’re gonna let two white boys take the whole jackpot? Not these days, no way!” Bode’s nose angled back toward the newspaper. “Where’s Grange? Over near Tampa?”
Chub was stunned at his friend’s theory. He didn’t understand how the lottery could be rigged. If it was, how had he and Bode managed to win even half?
Bode and Chub have just won the Florida lottery and hope to get their racist militia, White Clarion Aryans, started. When they find out there was another winning ticket and they would have to split the $28 million they decide to find the ticket and steal it so they could have all of the winnings to themselves. JoLayne Lucks is a single woman who plans to use her $14 million to rescue swampland from commercial development. When she is attacked by Bode and Chub all hell breaks loose.
The premise is fun as is the wackiness of Hiaasen’s writing. No one gets a pass in this one. The horrible and awful Bode & Chub would have been more funny only if you didn’t realize that there were plenty of idiots like them out there. And the religious zealots and the people who take advantage of them provide plenty of zaniness. The two heroes of the novel are JoLayne and reporter Tom Krome provide the common sense and the common good of the novel.
I liked this one, but my distaste for Bode and Chub probably stopped me from liking it more. I thought the end was maybe a bit too easy for me, but not really bad. With such a crazy cast of characters I was expecting more of a crazy ending. But, Hiaasen always pushes the envelope and is always funny, so you really can’t go wrong with his books.
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