Are you an Indian or an Outdian???

(Thanks for your kind words, Ms. Bobcat, actually, I've never met a Taiwan cop who wasn't a sweetheart, unlike home, where I could expect to get pulled over and my vehicle searched once every couple of months, based simply on the way I looked and/or dressed, with even the smallest complaint earning one a good drubbing and a night in the tank)

So they say that after 35, men stop reading fiction.
Well, I certainly fit that profile.
With the exception of once or twice a year when I'll get in the mood to reread an old novel from years before, I pretty much stick to history and biography.
But I ran across this one at the bookstore a couple weeks ago, and it just looked interesting.

Part of what attracted me was the author's story:
He's, apparently "a convicted Australian bank robber and heroin addict who escaped from Pentridge Prison and fled to India where he lived for 10 years."
I just started it, so I'll let you know. Hopefully it will be an enjoyable experience, not like every new novel I've tried in the last 15 years where I get to the end and it's like "Huh? What just happened??"

Oh yeah, you might think, reading the guy's story, that he might be kind of a badass.
But the reverse seems to be the case.

Yeah, no kidding.
About the only thing I can think of is his startling resemblance to a certain A-hole Engrish teacher we all know, you know, the one who looks like Rowan Atkinson with a fuckin ponytail.

Hardly a recommendation, badass-wise.

Oh yeah, the poster at the top, it's from a Bollywood quasi-version of Memento, which sounds pretty fuckin cool, I'll definitely be tracking it down for a watch.