Sounds pretty nuts.
Ross's own hero, or at least protagonist, is Missouri weapons dealer and geologist Henry Bowman, a self-styled ``member of the gun culture,'' who fires on intruders at a friend's Indiana home, mistaking them for terrorists. When the men turn out to be federal agents carrying out a raid on suspected firearms violators, Henry learns that he himself is a target of federal assault. He responds by killing 10 agents, butchering them and feeding them to hogs. Henry is soon joined by others, including his A.A. friend Cindy Caswell, formerly the kidnapped sex-slave of a Las Vegas mafioso, who sets about killing congressmen while having sex with them. This action-packed, overlong fiction-as-manifesto is a hotbed of pulp melodrama, enhanced with photos of-and reproductions of ads for-guns. Ross works a wealth of anti-government, pro-gun polemic into the narrative, and eventually, the president capitulates entirely, granting amnesty to the rebels and calling for the repeal of all anti-gun laws.
