Showing posts with label Lucifer's Tears. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lucifer's Tears. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 13, 2012

I Quit -- A Guest Post From James Thompson


We've been lucky to have Jim Thompson as a regular guest here on MURDER IS EVERYWHERE.

Jim, for those few of you who might not yet know it, is Finland's best and most popular representative in the field of Nordic Noir.

His first book, SNOW ANGELS was selected as one of BOOKLIST'S Best Crime Novel Debuts of the Year. His second, LUCIFER'S TEARS, was chosen as one of the Best Novels of the Year by Kirkus. And you still have time, if you haven't yet done so, to read the excellent HELSINKI WHITE before he launches this one:



HELSINKI BLOOD will be the fourth in the Inspector Kari Vaara series. It goes on sale, in North America, on the 21st of March and is already up for pre-order on Amazon.


Here, and elsewhere, Jim has been doing a series of posts on the subject of Finnish racism.
But no more.
He just quit.
And he tells us why in the post below.

Cara - Tuesday

I Quit

When I started writing a series of articles discussing the feelings of disenfranchised immigrants, I was so naïve that I thought raising public awareness was a good thing, that it would be viewed as I intended, an attempt at fulfilling a social responsibility. I had no idea it would generate such anger. But it did, and so, in an attempt to be fair and objective, I presented the other side of the coin, the views of “critics of immigration.”

A coordinated attack was launched against me on their website, Homma Forum. This despite the fact that I agree with many of their policies concerning Finland’s relationship to the international community. I simply dislike racist rhetoric. The discussion concerning me has been viewed by well over 4000 readers. I had no idea so many people would be interested in me. Hmmm. Should I be flattered?

I was heartened today to see that the latest posts focus on my novels, rather than attacking me personally. A rather lengthy commentary was published that discussed two of my novels. The verdict: I am possibly the worst writer ever born. I’m more than fine with that. The man exercised his right to free speech and is entitled to hate my work as much as he likes. In fact, I was thrilled. It appears that most people on that site who are rambling on about how much my writing sucks have never read any of my novels. At least the man took the trouble to read my work before voicing an opinion about it. I respect that.

I do wish that readers would recognize that I’m a noir writer, and the events and attitudes expressed in my novels are genre appropriate, that writing noir set in Finland doesn’t mean that I view Finland as a violent, corrupt, and dangerous place to live, any more than James Ellroy’s noir writing means that he hates America and in particular, Los Angeles. Folks, it’s fiction. After fifteen years here, Finland is my home, I’m happy here. The culture suits my personality better than anywhere I lived in America ever did. But that’s neither here nor there, and I’m digressing.

My mistake was believing that the public at large is interested in the welfare of all—that an objective examination of the situation from differing viewpoints might be valued. That was idealistic bullshit. I made a mistake and learned a lesson. It isn’t wanted or valued. To not take a side is to be the enemy of all. I offered Perussuomalaiset/Basic Finns a guest blog, and because I’m a man of my word, if they wish, I will honor it, without comment from me.

I view no one as an enemy and don’t want there to be a perception that I do, and so I will write no more about this subject. My views aren’t wanted or needed. There will be no thoughtful discourse. Minds are made up and hate from both sides will reign for another generation. If it makes you happy, go ahead and hate your brains out. You’ll see no more essays about it from me.

I quit. 

Saturday, July 10, 2010

Guest Blogger - Jim Thompson



Our guest blogger this week is James Thompson, an American from eastern Kentucky, who's lived in Finland for twelve years, published three novels there, and recently made his international debut with a haunting book about a Finnish cop.  It's called Snow Angels, and I loved it! 

Before becoming a full-time writer, Jim studied Swedish and Finnish at The University of Helsinki and worked as a bartender, bouncer, construction worker, photographer, rare coin dealer, and soldier.  


 
Jim and his wife live in Helsinki, from where he contributed this article.

Lucifer's Tears, a sequel to Snow Angels will only be released in the United States in January of 2011, but it's already up for pre-sale on Amazon.


You think the Irish hold the record for public inebriation? Or the Germans? Or the English? Maybe you'll think differently after reading Jim's contribution. 
So, without further ado, here he is, Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. James Thompson:
Helsinki Finland: in the thrall of demon alcohol. Helsinki: too drunk to fuck. Helsinki: too fucked to drunk. Helsinki: my home. 
Albert Speer, Hitler’s architect, wrote in his book, Spandau, something to the effect that if the Third Reich didn’t prevail, it was because it had drowned in a sea of alcohol. Here in Helsinki, we’re not drowning yet, but our noses are just above the water line.
Some facts:
Alcohol consumption has soared in Finland over the past few years and is now Finland's top killer; the leading cause of death in Finland for men and a close second for women. Alcohol now kills more people aged fifteen to sixty-four than cardiovascular disease or cancer. Almost as many women die of alcohol-related causes as breast cancer. Per capita, Finns drank 10.2 liters of 100% alcohol last year. Alcohol is a contributory factor in Finland’s astoundingly high suicide rate, and intoxication is involved in nearly one in four deaths caused by accidents or violence. The Finnish government is taking the matter into hand by beginning sales of alcoholic beverages at 9:00 a.m. instead of 7:00 a.m (yes, that was sarcasm).
In Finnish, the word for both a bar and restaurant that serves food is ravintola. There are around five hundred ravintolat in Helsinki, population approx. 600,000.The majority of Ravintolat serve only alcohol, not food, so that’s one gin joint for almost every one hundred inhabitants. This sounds like a lot of bars, but consider this: as inflation has driven up the price of booze in bars, people drink more at home. Only something like 10% of alcohol is consumed in bars. These days, in Helsinki, the trend is for people to hang out with their friends and drink for most of the evening in someone’s house. They get plastered first, then go to a bar. It’s a far more economical drunk that way.
Every holiday revolves around alcohol.
Vappu, or May Day, or Walpurgis Night, whatever you want to call it, was originally a Northern European pagan carnival. In Finland, it once had strong political connotations, but now the politics are largely forgotten. It’s about drinking, beginning on Vappu Eve and carrying on until the next day people have to work. The years when May Day Eve falls on a Thursday are the worst, as it becomes a four day drunken free-for-all. On Vappu, Helsinki becomes a sea of broken glass and vomit. Children as young as ten or twelve passed out on the streets of downtown.
We just had another major drinking holiday, Juhannus, or Mid-summer. The tactics are different from Vappu, but the drunken result is the same. Helsinki becomes a nearly deserted city, as residents leave to spend Juhannus at summer cottages and get shitfaced while they commune with nature and enjoy the white nights. Usually, a bonfire is lit at midnight in deference to ancient pagan tradition. Most of these cottages are simple affairs without indoor plumbing. Often, these cottages are on islands, on the edges of lakes, and only accessible by boat. A rather morbid national sport is counting the Juhannus death toll. Quite a few people either fall out of their boats, often because they try to stand up to take a piss and lose their balance, or try to go for a swim to cool off after sauna and never make it back out of the water. This year, Juhannus festivities resulted in more than twenty fatalities. Fun in the sun.
Leighton for Jim - Saturday