The apocalypse has never seemed so wacky as in this book, the very first novel by Florida-born author Pat Frank, best known for his post-apocalyptic classic "Alas, Babylon." Written and published in 1946, when Hiroshima and Nagasaki were a fresh memory, this savage satire is based on a very simple premise: An accident at a nuclear bomb plant in Mississippi has wiped that state off the map and also sent radiation around the world, sterilizing every single male -- except one. Gawky, red-haired Homer Adam, a mining engineer who happened to be a mile deep in a lead mine at the time of the explosion, is now humanity's only hope for survival. And he's not happy about it.
The story is told by an AP news reporter, Stephen Decatur Smith, who first breaks the story about the apparent end of the human race, and then also is the first to write about Homer Adam and his wife having a child, thus proving that there's one fertile man left. Smith is then dragooned into becoming Adam's minder, trying to get him ready for the start of a nationwide -- and possibly worldwide -- artificial insemination project. But they keep running into hurdles: self-important bureaucrats, ambitious military men, international intrigue, Russian rumors, rogue scientists, fatuous congresspeople and one particularly threatening Hollywood starlet known as "The Frame."
Through Smith, Frank tells the story in a classic '40s rat-a-tat style that will feel familiar to anyone who's read some of the other great poker-faced humorists of that era, such as H. Allen Smith ("Rhubarb"). He keeps the story moving along and the comedy rolling. The parts about the bureaucracy reminded me of Joseph Heller's "Catch-22," particularly with one character whose purpose and joy in life seems to be making complicated org charts.
Some of the satire is biting -- Southern congressmen object to Adam's sperm being mingled with that of anyone from their states who is not white -- and some of it feels dated and kind of flat-footed (the female suicide rate goes up when women discover they can't have children). There are a couple of final twists to the plot, one of them surprising, the other foreseeable from about 12 miles away. All in all, though, I enjoyed the ride.