Creed of Violence, The Paperback – 24 Feb 2011
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Praise for "The Creed of Violence"
"Boston Teran's The Creed of Violence is a terrific story and beautifully written. It works as a story about imperialism, and it's also a touching tale of fathers, sons and one very bad man's attempts at regeneration. But most of all it's exciting and tense and you'll probably read it, as I did, in one great sitting." --Robert Ward, author of "Red Baker" and "Four Kinds of Rain"
"Teran's considerable skills sneakily transform his characters, who use language like a concealed weapon. His Rawbone, a raconteur straddling the gutter between the old West and belle epoque, is a Manila line braided with wit, cold-blooded efficiency, and a surprisingly expansive soul--a romantic cynic too wise to misinterpret derision for insight. The hallucinogenic epic he traverses with young John Lourdes produces one of the most exciting literary pairings since Fagin met Twist." --Todd Field
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"Ranks with Joan Didion's "The White Album" . . . and John Ford's classic film "The Searchers"." --"The San Francisco Examiner"
"A millennial morality play . . . that might well have been written by William Blake [and] James Ellroy . . . if they'd all sat around with a few gallons of absinthe." --"Dallas Morning Herald"
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"Cements Teran's talent as a . . . virtuoso." --"Publishers Weekly"
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About the Author
Boston Teran, dont on sait juste qu il a grandi dans le Bronx, n a a ce jour ni revele sa veritable identite, ni communique sa photo. Apres le coup d eclat de "Satan dans le desert" ("God is a Bullet"), recompense par le John Creasey Award et encense par la critique, il a ecrit cinq romans dont "Trois femmes", qui n est toujours pas publie aux Etats-Unis, et "Gig", commentaire d un chien sur l Amerique. Teran vit dorenavant au Mexique. --This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this title.
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Another unusual thing was that Teran wrote in a foreword statement that he would leave it to the reader's judgment whether our present political and military situation parallels the world upon which his novel was built. Doing this, of course, also forces the reader to verify or deny those parallels. Even before I started to read, I was sure there would be!
Rawbone was born in Scabtown and raised in a brothel. He was not yet 10 when he killed his first man. His son considered him a common assassin.
His son thought he hated him because he had left he and his mother. Perhaps, though, he had grown stronger because of his father--because John Lourdes was a respected officer of the Bureau of Investigation. And he wanted to be the cause of his father's death...
Now he had his chance. In his latest escapade Rawbone had killed all of the men who were driving a large truck--full of guns and ammunition. Rawbone had planned on selling the load to the highest bidder, checking in with his lawyer as to how that could be best accomplished. He sent him to Juarez to meet with "very private people."
John Lourdes was already working in that area. So was his boss, Justice Knox, who was at the right place at the right time to capture Rawbone. In fact, his son was one of the agents who now had him under arrest. But then, Rawbone had something to trade...
It made John sick to think that his father could earn immunity. What was worse, because he was the only agent who was bilingual, John was going to have to travel with Rawbone as he "worked off" his end of the deal. They would travel across the border, where John would have no authority; Rawbone could escape or kill him and nobody could prevent it! The only hold over him would be that John would have Knox's direct order to kill him if he posed any type of threat. Father and Son both had reason to protect each other--or to kill the other!
And they were heading deep into Mexican oil country--where representatives of American oil companies and governmental officials were meeting to increase bottom line profits--with oil, it's always the bottom line...
Boston Teran's The Creed of Violence is a tour into the deadly violence that erupts when power and money drive the actions of men, while others starve and barely make a living. With high tension between father and son while the action is sometimes slow-paced, it challenges readers to study the love/hate relationship as it evolves between the two men, as they fight to save their lives!
This tale will live with me--and maybe you--for a long time! Highly recommended!
G. A. Bixler
Imagine Joseph Conrad's THE HEART OF DARKNESS told with the style, drama and passion of Tchaikovsky's OVERTURE OF 1812. Reading these two great books reminds me of the first U2 concert I saw - I knew I was experiencing something totally unique.
THE CREED is about a father and son. The elder is a murderer, the younger an agent for the Bureau of Investigation. Their journey together is to take a truck loaded with ammunition through Mexico during the Revolution of 1910 to the oil fields of Tampico.
THE CREED is thrilling. It is humane, filled with pathos and humor, it is political, social, totally relevent to our present war in the Middle East and it is, above all, blow out rock and roll artistry.
What's the line from that old classic - Who is that masked man? Some say Teran is not even a man, but a woman using a cover. Doesn't matter. The book is a knockout. Teran walks alone.