Every novelist must hunt his great white whale before he can dock at the doorstep of the canon, and the Australian writer Elliot Perlman has chosen to sink his harpoon into laissez-faire economics. His characters live in a painfully familiar fundamentalist theocracy where the market is God (as well as protagonist), and all but a few elect souls are as sinners in his angry hands. As real wages continue to shrink, Keynesian principles wither into irrelevance, and social contracts get balled up and tossed in the corporate wastebasket along with hordes of outsourced jobs, Perlman has responded with a big, bulky, irate book that, to borrow the parlance of the management consultant, might have been doubly effective at half... More >>>