The last time I rode the bus, I was on Jury duty. Traffic court to be exact. The court parking lot was being repaved so we were all given a bus pass. The trial concerned a car accident case where this person rear ended another car in front of a car dealership. So on the bus, the second day of the trial, our city bus was rear ended by this guy in a brand new gold Cadillac, claiming he hadn’t noticed the bus stop at a bus stop.
The previous time involves both my wife and I on a bus at three A. M., on vacation, in Toronto. There were five or six passengers on the bus along with us. This old(er) guy and his younger friend were a few rows in front of us. All of a sudden the old guy, at the top of his voice, begins shouting “Montgomery of Alaimein, now he was a damn fine soldier” over and over. The younger guy next to him stood up and began running up and down the length of the bus, with his arms upheld, shouting “Look I’m a U.F.O.” repeatedly. After a few minutes the bus driver looks in his rearview mirror and yells “Shut up, and sit down”.
I’m sure most of us have interesting bus stories, but none as strange as “Edge of the Known Bus Line”, James R. Gapinski amazingly brilliant book . To try and categorize the book, I would say cross Franz Kafka’s writing with Jonathan Swift’s “A Modest Proposal For preventing the Children of Poor People From being a Burthen to Their Parents or Country, and For making them Beneficial to the Publick”, ingest a certain amount of hallucinogenic stimulant, It would not begin to describe this book.
This should not be considered a family friendly book, unless cannibalism, rat eating and random acts of violence run in the family. I was so taken by this book I could not stop reading, then still wanted more. The story begins as our female main character boards her bus early one morning to make the commute to her mundane and menial job behind a deli butcher’s counter. Taking some abnormal turns along the bus route she is forced to exit the bus in a shanty town surrounded by an expanse of mud and wilderness.
The book contains some of the darkest humor, boundless optimism framed in bleak nihilism, one is apt to find. Mr. Grapinski is a brilliant genius while at the same time offering the complexities of human interactions, and the ability to elucidate the ease of which society is capable of complete decay.
If there is anyone interested in reading an amazing book and discovering an author to keep an eye on then this is it. Perhaps “Edge of the Known Bus Line” is one of the best books I’ve read this year.
The book deserves more than five stars.
This copy is signed by the author James R. Gapinski.