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Population 1280. Correction—1274.

Purely by coincidence, we also read a novel that’s the dark twin of Never Say No to a Killer. The book was Jim Thompson’s Pop. 1280, and in this one the main character is a self-described moron, and so is everyone else. At least it seems that way at first. Or maybe it’s kinder to say they’re simply unpretentious and earthy. Check out this exchange between two lawmen from adjacent counties:

Pre-zactly!” Ken said. “So I’ll tell you what to do about them pimps. The next time they even look like they’re goin’ to sass you, you just kick ’em in the balls as hard as you can.”

Huh? But don’t that hurt awful bad?

Pshaw. ‘Course it don’t hurt. Not if you’re wearing a good pair o’ boots.

I mean, wouldn’t it hurt the pimps?

Once we’re immersed in this chaw-and-cornbread milieu, one character emerges to be considerably more cunning than the others. The aphorism applies again. Though he doesn’t consider himself to be smart, somehow he’s more than up to the task of conniving his way through multiple nefarious schemes to reach his ultimate goals, which consist of getting laid and not working too hard as sheriff.

The book is set during the Great Depression and its portrait of man-woman and white-black relations is both horrifying and hilarious. Thompson’s approach is partly satirical, but the actual ideas espoused by his characters are deadly serious, as well as historically grounded, such as in a conversation about whether the county’s black residents have souls. The consensus is they don’t. Why? Because they aren’t really people.

It’s a pointed commentary on the distant Jim Crow south, yet the very same question of black humanness festers at the core of America’s 2017 problems. If you doubt it ask yourself how the same observers who have limitless sympathy for a white rancher shot after initiating a standoff with federal lawmen somehow have none for unarmed black men shot in the back, or why rich white ranchers who refuse to pay their federal grazing fees are perceived as persecuted, while a poor black man trying to survive by selling loose cigarettes is not.

Critic Stephen Marche once described Pop. 1280 as “preposterously upsetting,” which is as apt a description as we can imagine. The idea of who’s really human, what is sexual consent, what are the obligations of lawmen, and what is evil are played for laughs by Thompson, but always with an incisive twist that lets you know where

his sympathies lie. Yet as shocking as the book is to read, it’s addictive and consistently entertaining, particularly when various characters dispense their tabacky soaked wisdom…

… about women: “I’d been chasing females all my life, not paying no mind to the fact that whatever’s got tail at one end has teeth at the other, and now I was getting chomped on.”

… about the mentally challenged: “You probably ain’t got as long a dingle-dangle as him—they tell me them idjits are hung like a stud hoss.”

… about learning: “I mean I caught him reading a book, that’s what! Yes sir, I caught him red-handed. Oh, he claimed he was only lookin’ at the pitchers, but I knew he was lyin’.

We recommend Pop. 1280 highly. The Gold Medal paperback you see above with its Robert McGinnis cover art is expensive, but numerous later printings are available at reasonable prices. Just go into the reading with your psyche girded. You’ll root for the main character Nick Corey, but he’s merely one of the most charming bad apples in a town that’s rife with rot. That rot leads to the reliable pulp staples of adultery, betrayal, and murder many times over, but in the most unique and enjoyable way.

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