Lightning Fail
Evil conspiracy by foreigners--check. American blood--of course. A sleazy Democratic administration that looks the other way --you know it! Wow. How clever and thought-provoking. Sheesh, Lightning Fall is a giant block of idiocy with more plot holes than Swiss cheese. Doesn’t Bill Quick ever wonder how a president could take down a country AND become its dictator at the same time? How can you rule a country that has collapsed? The sci-fi mess claims the enemy is godless, then two sentences later makes them secret Muslims, and I’m not joking. How can you be this goofy and careless in a book with torture and beheadings? Are we supposed to be scared or amused? I was depressed. All the bad people in the book are minorities or Democrats and they do things I can’t even write about here. The female president (in the book) is a tiresome, thinly-veiled version of Hilary Clinton (but her last name is Carter) and her husband is a loose-cannon Bill Clinton like horn-dog named BJ, sadistically. What a slick little willy Bill is. (Bill Quick, not Bill Clinton) Good grief. Intensity, drama, and conflict aren’t created by using horrific issues that everyone agrees are disgusting and bad and dropping them onto our laps like a bag of hissing snakes. It’s by showing us everyday things we didn’t KNOW we should be scared of. (That’s why I don’t laugh when someone gets kicked in the balls—it’s just too obvious.) But alas, part of me senses Bill Quick knows this, and that part of me withered away while listening to this humiliating dumpster fire. Look for Ebola: A Novel of Epidemic soon, in which the administration involved bears an uncanny resemblance to Obama and his demonic posse. Bill better write and write quickly, before the disease is cured and there is no time to use politics to bill America’s soul. Is that how he got his name?

