Do you ever read a book, and think to yourself, “You know, this protagonist is an awful person, but he needs a bit more umph to push him into full-on supervillain territory. It’s not enough that he sells drugs to college kids, pals around with serial killers, kills people who happen to be in his way, manipulates his friends, and never takes responsibility for his actions. What he and his friends need is some good ol’ fashioned money-grubbing corruption proving that they love money more than humanity!”?

No? Never thought that? Not even once?

Well too bad! This is Hounded Chapter 17!

Atticus tells Perry, his goth store employee, that he’ll explain everything later, but for the time being to run the shop and brew the pre-made tea satchels for Emilya when she arrives the next day for her potion. He also tells him not to tell Emilya or any one else what happened at the store that day, anything at all, even if it’s to talk about the weather. He says he’ll be back in a few days. Perry thinks this is weird because he can see a bullet hole in Atticus’s shirt, thinking that Atticus will, in a best-case scenario, be in the hospital for weeks.

As the Black Knight famously said, that’s just a flesh wound.”

“The Black Knight always triumphs!” Perry beamed. Monty Python is like catnip for nerds. Once you get them started quoting it, they are constitutionally incapable of feeling depressed.

You know I kind of hate Monty Python and the Holy Grail.

Alright that’s not fair, I don’t hate it. I hate that reciting is considered humor for a lot of people. I never watched it growing up; weirdly a Puerto Rican family never saw much sense in idolizing a movie by an English comedy troupe. And I hate that I can’t watch it now because it’s just… not… funny? At least, not anymore. Not because there’s anything wrong with the humor, or I’ve grown too old for it, but it’s just that I know all the jokes, because morons like this keep reciting them so that none of it humors me. That’s what happens when you tell the same jokes over and over again!

A few years ago there was a local production of Spamalot and I went to see it because I was curious and I just didn’t find it that funny, aside from the bits that I hadn’t heard a hundred times over, which were mostly the bits added specifically for the stage play. And I felt bad, because this is one of the staples of nerd culture, and I didn’t have that much fun watching it!

But even moving away from my personal issues with Holy Grail we must confront the fact of it that this is stupid! Just because Atticus quotes the Black Knight, Perry forgets that his boss has been shot! If you are not a young adult, imagine that you are for a second, and you come back from lunch to find that the man who pays your bills has been shot by a policeman. No amount of quotes from your favorite movie is going to make you forget that!

Do we take a shot for a “nerd reference”? I don’t know anymore. I don’t have enough apple juice for this book anyway. In any case, this is stupid, and it’s not even a joke, it’s a reference. Skin Game has a Holy Grail reference that’s actually a joke, but this is just “Hey, nerds love Monty Python!” Okay… and? Atticus has still been shot!

Atticus puts Perry in charge of the shop for now, and also tells him to do anything Hal tells him. He then introduces Hal to Perry, and then when Hal takes Perry back inside the shop, Atticus talks to Oberon for a bit and then works on Fragarach. See, he doesn’t want to let the sword out of his sight right now, so he’s planning on taking it with him on the ambulance. But he doesn’t want someone to freak out if he or she bumps into it, so he removes the magic camouflage. He then puts a binding on the sheath so that it doesn’t move more than five feet away from him.

When the paramedics arrive, Hal instructs them to take Atticus to Scottsdale Memorial Hospital, so that his personal doctor can take care of him. Atticus then explains to the audience that he doesn’t have a personal doctor, but the werewolves have one named Dr. Snorri Jodursson that is a member of their pack and also the doctor for the supernaturals in the area.

He was also willing to do things off the books; he had a whole surgical team who would work off record for obscene amounts of cash.

Ah yes, an easily bought medical team in your pocket! I see absolutely nothing wrong with that, do you? Hearne keeps fleshing out the supernatural world of this series in the most horrifying way possible without even thinking about it. Not like in a “here’s some monsters that kill people” sort of way, but in a “Hey, me and my supernatural friends, one of whom is a serial killer, have an army of lawyers and doctors who are bought and paid for, and a clean up crew to dispose of any bodies!” sort of way.

Imagine, if you will, if this werewolf doctor decided he wanted a patient dead? His crew could easily make the death look like a surgical accident and then feed the body to ghouls. And someone cries foul? Well he’s got a bunch of werewolf lawyers on hand to prevent that from ever being proven!

Hooray?

A paramedic walks up and naturally, he’s confused because Atticus is supposed to have been shot but seems fine enough. Atticus explains that he’s stable, but there’s fluid in his lungs and he needs to get to his doctor. The paramedic then asks, if he’s been shot, where’s the bullet hole? Yup, Atticus didn’t consider while healing himself and waiting for the ambulance that the paramedics might have a lot of questions about a man who got shot ten minutes ago but doesn’t have a wound on his body at all.

Atticus tries to lie and say that he was shot with a rubber bullet that caused internal bleeding, but the paramedic points out that detectives don’t carry rubber bullets, and even if they did, it wouldn’t make his lungs fill with fluid.

“Tell you what, sport. Put me on a stretcher and get me to my doctor and let him worry about it.”

Yeah, that’s not fishy at all, is it? The paramedic is astounded that this man is claiming his bullet wound healed so fast, but Atticus tells him that he’s going to get to the doctor and everything will be fine. Also his sword is coming too. This gives the paramedic some pause, but Atticus insists that it’s really valuable so he can’t leave it in his shop. Hal scoots over and threatens to sue the paramedic for not transporting his client, because he’s a one trick pony and really likes sueing people I guess. The paramedic points out that the sword is the point of contention but Hal says it’s a family heirloom and being separated from it would cause Atticus emotional trauma. So after Hal bullies the paramedic enough, he takes Atticus into the ambulance. Hal then promises that his vampire coworker Leif will go visit the paramedics tonight and mind rape them so that they don’t remember anything.

Atticus gets bored, so he decides to use his magic to give the paramedic a wedgie.

No, really.

Using a bit of power recently banked in my bear charm, I bound a few of the natural threads in the elastic band of his underwear to the fine hairs in the center of his back about five inches up. The result was an instant wedgie.

Ladies and gentleman, our protagonist!

This magic apparently fits under the category of “binding” but I don’t know how.

Also, hey! The bear charm on his amulet, the reserve of magical power? It’s already started recharging! You remember why it was uncharged? Because he kept using his power for fights and breaking spells and such. You’d think that if he was “Oh So Paranoid” (that should be a count too), upon getting that magical store of energy back, he’d save it for when he actually needs it? But nope! He just uses it to give the paramedic a wedgie!

And this?

Those have been funny for two thousand years, but they’re even more hilarious when your victim is sanctimoniously trying to behave like he knows more than you.

The paramedic was not “sanctimoniously trying to behave like knows more than you” at all! He was acting like a rational individual who knows how to do his job! He shows up at a location where a police officer has been shot, expecting to find someone else with a bullet wound, and instead finds a young man who not only doesn’t have a gunshot wound, but seems perfectly calm. In fact, he’s more than calm; he, the college-aged owner of a New Age shop, is telling a medical professional how to do his job, and blatantly lying to his face about his condition and what happened and refuses to tell the truth when called out on it. Then that man demands that he takes a sword with him, and his lawyer threatens to sue if he doesn’t get to do it.

I repeat, a man who is supposed to have been shot, at the site of a police officer having been killed, is actually fine, he lies to the paramedics and then demands to take a bladed weapon with him into the ambulance but the bad guy here is the paramedic because he doesn’t bend over backwards to do what Atticus orders him to.

This wedgie, which leads to “a girlish squeal followed by a high-octave “Ahh! What the fuck?!?” and an abrupt attempt to stand up, which cracked his head on the ceiling”

[puts down book]

Alright, Hearne? This is the kind of comedy a middle schooler would come up with. And it’s only a middle schooler who would find it funny.

[picks up book again]

Moving on.

Atticus admits that he shouldn’t have done it, because he starts laughing at this and it causes him pain. When they get to the hospital, he’s loaded off of the ambulance, and the driver comes to help him out. He asks what happened, and the paramedic says nothing’s wrong with him, so Atticus gives him another wedgie—

[puts down book]

Really Hearne? Really? Another one? Are you done?

[picks up book again]

So the werewolf doctor, Snorri Jodursson, arrives and we get a description of him. We’re given another reminder that Thor is a jerkface because Atticus thinks “His sharp nose and chiseled jaw made him look like a thunder god”. He also says that the doctor’s hair looks like a frat boy douchebag’s, as if I didn’t have enough reason to hate this guy. Of course he doesn’t say any of this aloud, because Atticus, contrary to all the evidence we’ve seen, does actually have some common sense. Not much though.

The doctor assures Atticus that everyone around them is on his payroll, so Atticus can tell the truth and not get any trouble for it. Jodursson tells him they’re going to withdraw the fluid from his lungs, and offers to take an X-ray because the cops tend to want those, but Atticus refuses because he’s already healed himself, so those X-rays wouldn’t look right anyhow. The doctor is a bit annoyed by this, but Atticus is basically like “Well I’m paying you a fortune anyhow so just lie to the cops like a good boy, okay?”

“Well, you’re going to charge me thousands for chest bandages I’ll never use, so I figure we’re even. You and your team will just have to lie convincingly on the stand when you get called up.”

See? Told you.

Atticus tells Jodursson that he’s planning on sueing the cops, not because he feels wronged or anything, but because he doesn’t feel like paying for the hospital bills. And since he’s got a big fancy law firm on his side, he’ll probably win. Jodursson decides he’ll pad the bill just to make the cops pay more.

“You’re the reason we need health care reform, you know.”

I AM TRYING. SO HARD. TO NOT LET THIS SPORKING SLIP INTO POLITICS. AND YOU KEEP DROPPING S*** LIKE THIS, HEARNE. FIRST THE IMMIGRATION, AND NOW THIS!

YOU! IN THE COMMENTS! DON’T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT!

[leaves and comes back with a tall glass of apple juice]

Once again! Our protagonist and his friends! Whatever you think of the police, I don’t think we can paint Atticus’s plan here as anything other than villainous. He’s planning on suing the police department, a public service funded by the city government, just to pay his fraudulent medical bills, which the doctor will artificially inflate to fill his own pockets. Atticus is almost literally stealing people’s tax money. At the very least, any public works, buildings or programs that the city’s planning are going to take huge dents in their budgets, because Atticus is taking away their money. Our protagonist and his friends are almost textbook examples of some of the worst types of corruption, and the book’s like, “Tee-hee! Isn’t this hilarious that he’s showing those stupid cops what’s what?”

NO. NO IT’S NOT.

Oh yeah, and then Jodursson points out that he’s going to need to be paid more for “hush money.” Look, anyone who is described as having had his or her “grin returned” when the topic of being paid hush money comes up is nothing but a villain.

Atticus urges the doctor to rush this, and so he’s rolled out in a wheelchair by nightfall. They go out the side door to avoid people in recovery, but Detective Jimenez is out there waiting. He points out that Atticus is in really good shape for having been shot that very day and asks for a statement. Atticus tells him he was shot, that Jimenez saved him, and he’s planning to sue the city for millions of dollars.

Then Jimenez notices the sword. Remember, right now the sword is enchanted to not move farther than five feet from him. So of course the detective sees it. Atticus points out that he’s sounding a lot like Fagles when he was supposed to be looking for a dog, and Jimenez shoots back with “If that sword was taken from the crime scene, then it shouldn’t be with you.” Atticus just claims that it’s a coincidence and Jimenez can’t prove it’s the same sword that Fagles claimed to have seen in the store.

See, this is part of what annoys me—this is so obvious? Atticus is practically screaming “I’m up to something illegal!” and the book’s treating him like he’s clever for back-talking cops. Except they’re making really good points, and he’s willing to steal money from the city government so he doesn’t have to pay hospital bills he wouldn’t have to pay if he wasn’t an idiot!

Jimenez tries questioning Jodursson, but he’s deflected and told that he’ll get more information when the report’s done. Atticus has the doctor push his wheelchair to a private spot so he could cast camouflage on himself and sneak away. But Jimenez follows them and calls the police station for a car. So Jodursson just goes faster and Atticus gets away anyway? Look, I stopped caring. The rest of the chapter is Atticus ranting about how he’s going to proceed.

If I continued to let Aenghus test my defenses and provide him with a stationary target, eventually he would find a way to break me—especially with a coven of witches backing him up. So it was time to change the game somehow, and I had two choices: run like hell or fight like hell.

Yes, that’s right! It’s seventeen chapters into this book, and our protagonist is finally like, “You know, I should actively do something about the Plot, shouldn’t I?”

Atticus explains that he doesn’t want to run, because he’s done that for two thousand years, and also because he feels honor bound because he promised Brighid that he will fight Aenghus, and despite spending most of the book claiming up and down that honor is stupid and useless and will get you killed compared to hard and cold practicality, this is now something he cares about. For Reasons. There’s also pride, because Atticus doesn’t like the idea of running away from the witches in town because witches are lame, man!

My ego didn’t want to let a bunch of Polish witches less than half my age get away with bearding me in my own den.

Yeah, stupid witches! They’re lame and younger than him, and… wait, wasn’t part of the reason he hates them because they’re physically older than he is? Look, I know they’re both older and younger than him, but pick the beef he has with them and stick with it, Hearne.

So Atticus is going to “fight like hell” and he tells us that it’s “about time” because he “had managed to out-dither Hamlet” and he quotes Hamlet to show us he’s smart, or something.

Have I mentioned how much I hate that Atticus is a Shakespeare nut? Not like in a “I like his plays” way, but apparently has all of Shakespeare memorized? Because it doesn’t make sense. It just reads like another way to show us that Atticus is brilliant, despite there being no reason that Atticus should know the Bard by heart. Why Shakespeare? Why not, say, an Irish playwright or author? Why not Oscar Wilde or George Bernard Shaw? I’ll tell you why—because according to pop culture, smart people love Shakespeare, and despite all evidence to the opposite, Hearne is still trying to convince us that Atticus is the smartest smart person.

And so our chapter ends with this:

If he’d been free to follow the dictates of his conscience rather than the pen of Shakespeare, perhaps he would have abandoned verse altogether, like me, and contented himself with this instead: “Bring it, muthafuckas. Bring it.”

This is what passes for wit in this book.

What am I supposed to do with this, exactly? I can’t really analyze it, because there’s nothing to analyze. It’s just another juvenile attempt to be funny. It’s another of those “The kids these days say this!” from Atticus, despite the fact that no one would ever say this in anything other than in parody of what a badass would sound like.

You know, someone in the comments for one of the early chapters mentioned that in some ways Hounded feels like someone’s doing a bad attempt at something like Percy Jackson and the Olympians but for adults. Like, mythology in modern day mixed with pop culture, but with sex and swearing and violence to make it “mature.” And yeah, I see it. Because there’s a lot of stupidity in this book I’d excuse more if it the audience was middle schoolers. Except it’s not written for middle schoolers, despite Atticus spouting jokes that only a middle schooler or high schooler would find funny.

Nobody talks like this! It just sounds stupid from Atticus’s mouth! It’s not funny! It’s not clever! I’d say it’s a poorly-worded expression of what Atticus should have been thinking this entire book, but it’s not even that! “Bring it”? Idiot, Aenghus Og has been “bringing it” the entire story! You’ve just been sitting on your butt the entire time not doing jack squat! Stop throwing this crap in my face, Atticus, and act like an actual likable protagonist!

…I’m okay. I … I needed a second.

Are you curious what’s up with the hawt Irish bartender? ‘Cause that’s what we find out in the next couple of chapters. I’m sure there’ll be something else to make me mad. But I need a break for now.

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  1. The Smith of Lie on 30 August 2019, 05:39 said:

    Well too bad! This is Hounded Chapter 17!

    Great. After the foreword you’ve given I can’t wait to discover new depths of hatered that I never considered possible!

    […] Monty Python is like catnip for nerds. Once you get them started quoting it, they are constitutionally incapable of feeling depressed.

    1. Black Knight does not triumph. His delusion of invincibility is the whole point of the gag. As is severe underreaction. “It’s only the flesh wound.” when used as reference makes sense if the damage is actually serious but character is making light of it. Not when it is a real flesh wound!
    2. Fact that Monthy Python is immensly quotable does not make it a cure for depression.
    3. This explains why Hearne’s jokes are so aggressively unfunny. He does not udnerstand how the humor works even when staring in the face of an actually funny gag. His apparent inability to parse the Black Knight scene (as explained in 1.) is a proof of that.

    But even moving away from my personal issues with Holy Grail we must confront the fact of it that this is stupid! Just because Atticus quotes the Black Knight, Perry forgets that his boss has been shot! If you are not a young adult, imagine that you are for a second, and you come back from lunch to find that the man who pays your bills has been shot by a policeman. No amount of quotes from your favorite movie is going to make you forget that!

    I am afraid that you ignore an important fact, thanks to which this actually makes perfect sense and renders your criticism invalid. Namely, every single character in the book is incredibly stupid and incapable of acting like a reasonable human being.

    Do we take a shot for a “nerd reference”? I don’t know anymore. I don’t have enough apple juice for this book anyway. In any case, this is stupid, and it’s not even a joke, it’s a reference. Skin Game has a Holy Grail reference that’s actually a joke, but this is just “Hey, nerds love Monty Python!” Okay… and? Atticus has still been shot!

    This just like those name drops in Immoral Instruments. Feels almost as if Hearne did a google search “what nerds like” and decided to drop thing or two for credibility.

    When authors who are actually into the stuff make nerdy references they usually weave them into the scene and allow them to speak for themselves. When Hearne or Clare do it, it feels almost contemtuous.

    Imagine, if you will, if this werewolf doctor decided he wanted a patient dead? His crew could easily make the death look like a surgical accident and then feed the body to ghouls. And someone cries foul? Well he’s got a bunch of werewolf lawyers on hand to prevent that from ever being proven!

    To be honest? I think you’re digging too deep with this. If only because going through all the hoops to do such medical assasination seems redundant when they can just make people disappear using purely supernatural means.

    What irks me more about the werewolf doctor and his team is that this is another Makes it easy! bit. If there is ever any kind of medical emergency that his healing factor can’t handle or need to hide the healing factor (like now) there is Doctor Snorri on the speed dial, just to render any possible tension from such scenario moot.

    Using a bit of power recently banked in my bear charm, I bound a few of the natural threads in the elastic band of his underwear to the fine hairs in the center of his back about five inches up. The result was an instant wedgie.

    You know this trope, mostly popular with aime, where apparently very young character (usually looking like middle school girl) is really a 7000 years old immortal of some kind? The disturbing implications for why this trope exists aside, I think Atticus is a sort of reverse version. He has a body of 2000 years old druid, but really is a 15 years old dude-bro.

    This magic apparently fits under the category of “binding” but I don’t know how.

    Simple. You see unlike the actually good magic systems, magic in Hounded does not seem to be fueled by mana or magical energy or life force or any other such power. It is fueled only and purely by Authorial Fiat. Which means “binding” can mean anything for the sake of pulling whatever is required to make something “cool” happen. Or to Make is easy!

    [puts down book] ×2

    I admire your restraint. If I was reading it… Well, I wouldn’t get so far in before giving up. But instead of putting it down I’d hurl it at the closest wall. (Unless using an e-book reader. Then I’d just lay down on the floor, rock back and forth while crying).

    “His sharp nose and chiseled jaw made him look like a thunder god”.

    So… I guess Raijin is not a real thunder god? Because most of his depictions have round-ish, rather monstrous face with large, sort of bulbous nose.

    Atticus, contrary to all the evidence we’ve seen, does actually have some common sense. Not much though.

    In the kingdom of brainless the man with single brain cell is the king.

    offers to take an X-ray because the cops tend to want those, but Atticus refuses because he’s already healed himself, so those X-rays wouldn’t look right anyhow. The doctor is a bit annoyed by this, but Atticus is basically like “Well I’m paying you a fortune anyhow so just lie to the cops like a good boy, okay?”

    Simple solution. Grab a gun, shoot Atticus again, do the X-ray and have him heal himself again!

    But who am I kidding. They’ll probably shoot some poor, random guy from the streat and then devour the body after getting his X-ray as Attocus’s.

    YOU! IN THE COMMENTS! DON’T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT!

    Too late. I thought about it. What now?

    Atticus points out that he’s sounding a lot like Fagles when he was supposed to be looking for a dog

    I hate how smug he is. And all that back and forth? It only works in a weird world where people are only concerned about very specific and singular interpreation of the letter of the law, while throwing away all common sense, logic and humanity.

    And hell, if Jimenez now sees the sword, Fagles sudden break down starts to look way differently, because he apparently was not hallucinating and Atticus and his lawyer went and provoked him to shoot Atticus! In real life there’d be so much trouble over this!

    But not here. Because, repreat after me, Makes is easy!

    So Jodursson just goes faster and Atticus gets away anyway?

    I refer you to my previous statement.

    Yes, that’s right! It’s seventeen chapters into this book, and our protagonist is finally like, “You know, I should actively do something about the Plot, shouldn’t I?”

    Haha! I am not falling for that one. It probably is like the time he went to get prepared to fight a band of fomorians.

    My ego didn’t want to let a bunch of Polish witches less than half my age get away with bearding me in my own den.

    And of course he had to bring nationality into it. I am probably only caring about this because it touches me personally, but this is faintly racist.

    Also I’d like to make a point of the fact that witches still exist and seem to be doing well, having covens and so on. While Druids are all extinct bar one who runs on authorial fiat. I think the superior magical tradition between the two is obvious.

    This is what passes for wit in this book.

    And this even further proves my theory about Hearne being incapable of humor.

    Are you curious what’s up with the hawt Irish bartender? ‘Cause that’s what we find out in the next couple of chapters. I’m sure there’ll be something else to make me mad. But I need a break for now.

    Oh good. Can’t wait to see in what new, terrible way will Hearne make her stupid and cardboard cut-out!

  2. Juracan on 30 August 2019, 20:48 said:

    3. This explains why Hearne’s jokes are so aggressively unfunny. He does not udnerstand how the humor works even when staring in the face of an actually funny gag. His apparent inability to parse the Black Knight scene (as explained in 1.) is a proof of that.

    You basically nailed it here.

    I am afraid that you ignore an important fact, thanks to which this actually makes perfect sense and renders your criticism invalid. Namely, every single character in the book is incredibly stupid and incapable of acting like a reasonable human being.

    [sobbing] I’M TRYING TO MAKE SENSE OF THIS AND ALL I GET IS PAIN, SMITH! NOTHING BUT PAAAAAAIN

    When authors who are actually into the stuff make nerdy references they usually weave them into the scene and allow them to speak for themselves. When Hearne or Clare do it, it feels almost contemtuous.

    It does, doesn’t it? It’s not as bad in this example, but it does feel condescending, like “Oh those goofy little nerds and their Monty Python! How easy it is to manipulate them.” A lot of the other examples, like the “frakkin’ Cylon” “joke” that’s repeatedly thrown at us, is fairly contemptuous though.

    To be honest? I think you’re digging too deep with this. If only because going through all the hoops to do such medical assasination seems redundant when they can just make people disappear using purely supernatural means.

    What irks me more about the werewolf doctor and his team is that this is another Makes it easy! bit. If there is ever any kind of medical emergency that his healing factor can’t handle or need to hide the healing factor (like now) there is Doctor Snorri on the speed dial, just to render any possible tension from such scenario moot.

    Maybe there should be a “Make it easy!” count instead? Or drinking game? Actually, probably not a drinking game, because you’d be pretty plastered in one chapter and I don’t want to be accused of spreading alcoholism.

    You know this trope, mostly popular with anime, where apparently very young character (usually looking like middle school girl) is really a 7000 years old immortal of some kind? The disturbing implications for why this trope exists aside, I think Atticus is a sort of reverse version. He has a body of 2000 years old druid, but really is a 15 years old dude-bro.

    That’s fair.

    I admire your restraint. If I was reading it… Well, I wouldn’t get so far in before giving up. But instead of putting it down I’d hurl it at the closest wall. (Unless using an e-book reader. Then I’d just lay down on the floor, rock back and forth while crying).

    Yeah, I’m reading it on Kindle. That’s why there’s less throwing of the book.

    So… I guess Raijin is not a real thunder god? Because most of his depictions have round-ish, rather monstrous face with large, sort of bulbous nose.

    Look if you’re expecting Atticus’s descriptions to be nuanced, you’re going to be disappointed.

    Too late. I thought about it. What now?

    Eat a taco.

    I hate how smug he is.

    Me too.

    Like, maybe I would have liked this book better if it weren’t for the fact that Atticus is just SO. DAMN. SMUG. About everything. He’s constantly rubbing in people’s faces about how he’s not going to get in trouble or face any consequences, and then he rubs in the audience’s face how clever and powerful he is. It’s infuriating.

    Haha! I am not falling for that one. It probably is like the time he went to get prepared to fight a band of fomorians.

    I mean… you’re not wrong. The next day starts with him going to the Irish bar to meet his lawyer.

    And of course he had to bring nationality into it. I am probably only caring about this because it touches me personally, but this is faintly racist.

    Get ‘im, Smith!

    Also I’d like to make a point of the fact that witches still exist and seem to be doing well, having covens and so on. While Druids are all extinct bar one who runs on authorial fiat. I think the superior magical tradition between the two is obvious.

    One would think. Again, Atticus being the last of the Druids is never really explained. Considering how Super Special Awesome they’re meant to be, it’s unclear how they all died, though I think you at one point suggested that they killed themselves from shame of being associated with Atticus?

    Oh good. Can’t wait to see in what new, terrible way will Hearne make her stupid and cardboard cut-out!

    Maybe, but she also turns out to be one of the main characters of the series.

    For… Reasons.