Because I was working up at Scout camp, and because I knew about this story that P.G. Wodehouse had written about the boy who had saved England, who was a Boy Scout, I figured that this would be a great read for me. And it was. Silly, overarching, fun, ruthless in its parodies, The Swoop! was a blast. As far as how it compares with the rest of Wodehouse's works, I think this one was just thrown together, expanded from a short story to a novel and then sent to the press, so it is a bit disjointed, meanders at times, and ends quickly, if not anti-climatically. But it is Wodehouse. So even if it has all of these perceived faults, it is still quite entertaining. Another thing to consider is that the whole book is a spoof on invasion stories, which were apparently quite popular at the time, but Wodehouse's spoofing genius could not be fully appreciated, because I have never read an invasion story. Similarly, Wodehouse's several page parody of Bart Kennedy's writing would have fallen on an ignorant reader had I not found some of said author's out-of-date writings on-line and could giggle fiercely at Wodehouse's spot on impression of Kennedy's over-serious writing. So The Swoop! was quick and dated, but it was definitely fun, and matched my needs perfectly.
A special thanks to my mom, who printed and bound a copy of the book from Project Gutenburg after I had lost it in a very un-Scout-like manner and sent it to me from the throes of civilization. And now, I will end with one of my favorite quotes from the story: "Terrible in their wrath, the Boy Scouts never forget kindness." So true ... so true.