AMERICA'S NEXT GUN MASSACRE IS INEVITABLE. Unless one government intern can make a miracle of his odd jobs in Washington, DC.
Gabriel Dunne's federal internship has him tracking gun violence in America. But before he can start, boss Chloe tasks him with planning her wedding; Parker wants help seducing their fellow intern; security chief Hubbard hounds him about expired passwords; the shredder guy needs saving from his deadly machine; and Congress threatens a government shutdown that'll send them all packing. When a colleague is victimized by just the kind of violence their office exists to prevent, these ordinary bureaucrats must fight back, or become statistics in America's next mad shooting spree.
Author and diplomat Ben East published Two Pumps for the Body Man as a Bush-Cheney era black comedy set in Saudi Arabia. Two Pumps does for American diplomacy and the War on Terror what Catch-22 did for military logic during the Second World War: The enemy can’t kill us if our institutions kill us first.
His second novel, Patchworks, examines American gun culture in a similar light.
Diplomatic assignments have taken the Connecticut native to India, Washington, Mexico, Ghana, Nicaragua, and Saudi Arabia. He taught literature and composition at the American School of Asuncion in Paraguay; at Brooklyn College Academy in New York; and as a Peace Corps Volunteer in Malawi.
Today I woke to the all-too-familiar tragic news of yet another mass shooting. Sadly, we all know what will happen next: politicians will sputter, talking heads will bloviate, and the next thing that gets done about gun control will be – absolutely nothing.
Such is the subject of Ben East’s hard-edged new novel, Patchworks. The narrator, Gabriel “Gabe” Dunne, is a Washington, D.C. intern, stuck in a rather unglamorous position. Overly awed by his soon-to-be-married supervisor Chloe’s magnificent breasts, and sufferer of unrequited lust for a local divorcee named Darlene, Gabe is something of an enigma.
Interestingly, Gabe’s fellow characters often think of the archangel when they hear his name, though the messenger of God called Gabriel is traditionally a female angel. On the surface, Gabe seems to be the closest thing D.C. has to a Boy Scout. But his private thoughts, conveyed only to the reader, reveal him as a reluctant admirer of the casual playboy in the office, a rakish troglodyte with the oddly bookish name of Harcourt. Gabe describes Harcourt, perhaps ironically, as a born winner who “deserved to win.”
So is Gabe something of an angel, as his co-workers seem to see him? Or is he just another self-deluded do-gooder, a prototypical unreliable narrator with a powerful lust for heavy-bosomed women…women like Chloe, whom he sees as a “blonde sweetheart posing as professional?”
East, with Patchworks, has written a novel unfortunately ever-relevant. I don't know if it is the most tragic comedy or the most comedic tragedy I have read. Beautiful in its depiction of ugliness -- both in our governments and in ourselves. East is unsparing. This book requires a stiff drink, or several, for the mirror it holds up to our society is not sympathetic.
Read it, then talk to people about it, preferably over whisky.
Gabriel “Gabe” Dunne, the narrator of this novel, is an idealistic young intern for a federal government agency in Washington, D.C. Even though he has been assigned to track gun violence in America, Gabe soon finds himself saddled with a number of odd tasks, such as helping his boss Chloe plan her wedding and helping fellow intern Justin pick up an attractive co-worker.
Gabe eventually becomes disillusioned when one of his co-workers is cruelly victimized—twice—by gunmen. The shift in Gabe’s outlook is convincing and true to life, and the stifling bureaucracy of the office he works in is described in great detail. Gabe’s co-workers are an interesting and colorful bunch of personalities, and the plot has enough twists and turns to hold the reader’s attention.