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In Crack City, U.S.A., when addicts fire up the white rock in the glass pipe that will transport them out of their misery, the prayer they intone with red-eyed reverence is "Beam me up, Scotty". After several years of deep addiction, Ed T--- stumbles out of detox and heads home to his family. All he finds is an empty apartment. Sobriety is a lonely business. So he turns to Hard Drugs Anonymous, the twelve-step program designed to help sick and suffering addicts along the path to salvation. In a smoky church basement in Manhattan's East Village, Ed meets his new "family": Rachel, an actress and part-time dominatrix; Frank, an ex-cop busted for possession who still bleeds NYPD blue; Myron, really Myra, a reforming unleaded gas-guzzler saving up for a sex change. They aren't alone. Screwups and misfits of every race, color, and creed gleefully exchange self-help slogans and bubble with hope and encouragement. Fifth Avenue matrons mingle with cardboard box dwellers, and street hustlers hug corporate lawyers. Maybe there is a way out of the nightmare of the past, a power higher than crack. Beam Me Up, Scotty is Ed's day-to-day - at times hour-to-hour - story of redempton and revenge, and he's holding nothing back. He takes the messages of Hard Drugs Anonymous to heart - then he takes them to the street. From Step One through Step Twelve, Ed works his Program and fights to stay clean while Scotty beams temptation on every street corner. But Ed is on a different kind of mission now: he's dealing salvation in lethal doses. Michael Guinzburg's novel is as high voltage as a live wire and as impossible to let go; it seizes readers from Step One and holds them for the full count. As a novel, it istaut, gripping, and fast-paced. As dark comedy, it is scathing, chilling, and unremitting. As moral tale, it will both disturb and edify. Beam Me Up, Scotty invites comparisons to the finest works by Jim Thompson, Hubert Sel… (meer)
A darkly humorous look at addiction and twelve-step programs, and how sometimes the cure can be worse than the affliction. Ed, as he states in the opening sentence, is a "stupid stinking drug addict and alcoholic." Desperate to rehabilitate himself, he joins Hard Drugs Anonymous to kick the habit. However, when he takes one of the first steps of the program - to eliminate temptation - a little too literally, the cure becomes a whole new problem. If you thought crackheads were funny, wait until serial murders wind up in the mix. This is a satire, not an journalistic expose, so don't expect the world that Ed lives in to resemble a gritty documentary on drug addiction and street violence. It might not be 100% realistic, but it is smart, violent, and hilarious all the way to the end. ( )
Beam Me Up, Scotty was just random book I bought in a discount book store in Edinburgh while I was backpacking. I was pleasantly surprised about how funny it was, with a dark humour I enjoy. A drug addict--[b:on the road|6288|The Road|Cormac McCarthy|http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/21E8H3D1JSL._SL75_.jpg|3355573] to a straight, sober life--meets colourful characters as he follows a recovery program, warping it to suit his own agenda on what a drug-free life means. ( )
In Crack City, U.S.A., when addicts fire up the white rock in the glass pipe that will transport them out of their misery, the prayer they intone with red-eyed reverence is "Beam me up, Scotty". After several years of deep addiction, Ed T--- stumbles out of detox and heads home to his family. All he finds is an empty apartment. Sobriety is a lonely business. So he turns to Hard Drugs Anonymous, the twelve-step program designed to help sick and suffering addicts along the path to salvation. In a smoky church basement in Manhattan's East Village, Ed meets his new "family": Rachel, an actress and part-time dominatrix; Frank, an ex-cop busted for possession who still bleeds NYPD blue; Myron, really Myra, a reforming unleaded gas-guzzler saving up for a sex change. They aren't alone. Screwups and misfits of every race, color, and creed gleefully exchange self-help slogans and bubble with hope and encouragement. Fifth Avenue matrons mingle with cardboard box dwellers, and street hustlers hug corporate lawyers. Maybe there is a way out of the nightmare of the past, a power higher than crack. Beam Me Up, Scotty is Ed's day-to-day - at times hour-to-hour - story of redempton and revenge, and he's holding nothing back. He takes the messages of Hard Drugs Anonymous to heart - then he takes them to the street. From Step One through Step Twelve, Ed works his Program and fights to stay clean while Scotty beams temptation on every street corner. But Ed is on a different kind of mission now: he's dealing salvation in lethal doses. Michael Guinzburg's novel is as high voltage as a live wire and as impossible to let go; it seizes readers from Step One and holds them for the full count. As a novel, it istaut, gripping, and fast-paced. As dark comedy, it is scathing, chilling, and unremitting. As moral tale, it will both disturb and edify. Beam Me Up, Scotty invites comparisons to the finest works by Jim Thompson, Hubert Sel
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