REBEL GOLD

I was reading a handwritten Confederate memoir, surrounded by sleeping outlaw motorcyclists, in the house of a lunatic expatriate in Mexico City. It didn't make any sense at all, but nevertheless it was happening, and I knew I had to finish reading, no matter what."" So says Isak Cooper, hero of this improbable, indeed ridiculous, account which in trying to include a bit of everything (motorcycles, drugs, gangs, history, Mexican amoebas, lost gold, and violence) ends up likely to please no one. Unlike Ike Cooper, none of us need finish reading.