At the core of the book is a pair of rather grisly murders. Two teenage boys are run over by a train. The plot revolves around the attempt of the mother of one of the two victims to find out the truth of the matter. At first, it’s considered an accident. The boys got stoned, and then fell asleep on the tracks and the train ran over them. But as the plot develops, it’s not an accident; it’s murder, and the boys were already dead, well before the train hit them.
This is unlike the usual crime novel in two ways, first of all it’s not a novel; it’s all true. Secondly, the crime isn’t solved. So I nearly put the book down after reading just a dozen or so pages. Why torment myself with this sort of stuff, when you don’t even get to find out “who dunnit” in the end?
Even more depressing than the violence is the absolute indifference and hostility of the authorities to finding out the truth of the matter. As the mother continues her struggle, the web of corruption and indifference actually expands, from the county level, to the state level, and finally to the national level. The real story is not the crime story, but the story of a struggle against corruption.
At the end, you’re left asking — is this really what our country has been reduced to? How can this thing actually happen in America? How can the stunning indifference of so many people in power actually be tolerated, at all? And it goes to the VERY TOP of both political parties. This is a book which creeps up on you and has a denouement which goes in a completely different direction than the one you probably picked up the book expecting to find. It’s not about the crimes as such. It’s really about the corruption which the author uncovers in telling the story.
At the same time, the book also convinced me that in the middle of this corruption was a core of goodness, of people who doggedly pursued the truth, no matter what the cost. This paradox defined the book. On the one hand, there was the minority of corrupt, probably mentally ill officials who were being manipulated by another minority who had all the money. In the book, it is drug dealers who seem to be running the show, including the government. On the other hand there was the majority of people who were simply ordinary people, doing basically honest things.
Is our society really this corrupt? What are we going to do about this? Is there nothing that we, as Americans, can agree on? The kind and sensible people of the world need to be aware of this general problem and asking how we are going to sort this all out when our corrupt government is unable to deal with the REAL problems we have, like climate change and peak oil. I think there is hope here, but not in the general direction that the book is taking us. We need to be ready.