Strawgold 2008-11-01
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It wasn't a country for old men or anybody else, for that matter, if you happened to be in the wrong place at the right time and saw too much - or dared to take that which seemed up for grabs in unique opportunity. Cormac McCarthy has done a superb job in taking us inside the bloody, ruthless and savage world of the drug dealers, tapping the black mindset that goes with protecting the flow of the territorial drug lord mega money. Revenue Unlimited, tax free, moving fluidly in the dark, belonging to or contributing to no society, McCarthy reinforces the realization that this is the biggest business of all; the CEO's of this particular world don't need corporate agreements or Philadelphia lawyers to protect their interests.
Therefore, the story is not just about a Texas lawman vs. the criminal element; it's a war zone declared; but shadowy and iconoclastic; untouchable because there are no boundaries, no rules to play by; and because the days are numbered anyway, hair trigger reflexes take the place of judgment. It's a worthless yet supreme powered underworld that is changing the shape and face of the rest of the country, which is now "no place for old men." The action chapters of the tale have a life of their own. One almost wants to dodge the flying glass, grimly visualizing the blood pooling under lifeless bodies - and is given sudden pause as one considers the headlines of today that offer a similar and foreboding future for the Border states.
Then, without warning, that part of the blood story subsides, and we are serenely brought down to the separated musings of Sheriff Bell; a calm normalcy returns like the incoming tide and the seagulls; the relief is intense and almost tangible. A sane, sensible, honest man hopelessly entangled as he doggedly performs his job while wading in a web of madness that is also highly evolved and cunning; offering soft observances of a world he no longer understands, and is afraid of - but not for himself. It's almost as though a soothing hand has been placed on the fevered forehead - such is the change of the mood and the mindset. There are several of these departure chapters interspersed - and each of them has the same "release" effect on the reader. They are something steady to hold on to; to grasp.
Cormack McCarthy is a storyteller of the Border for the "Now" - and of unusual methods - including the lack of punctuation, which is a style, not an omission.