"Orgy of the Blind Dead" is a vicious piece of politically incorrect satire guaranteed to offend partisans on both sides of the political spectrum. It is a postmodern picaresque that skewers muslims, homosexuals, heterosexual perverts, tea partiers, liberals, owners of shitty restaurants, and anyone else who has managed to piss off the author during his academic career. Amazon does not include ratings for books, but this one would probably rate a hard "r" if it were a film so please keep that in mind. No one under the age of 17 should be allowed to read this book. No liberal under the age of 30 should be allowed to read this book.
"Orgy of the Blind Dead" is the story of a hapless produce clerk who is slowly sucked into an intriguing tale of Jihad, the Gay Muslim Underground, the seedy basement mosques where Gay Muslims are sent by their families to be "cured" of their "affliction," and the preparations for the coming of the Hidden Imam. "Antonio unloaded his groceries quickly--I was hoping he'd actually inadvertently pay for the bacon I'd shoved into his shopping cart. My hopes were raised when he picked up the two packages of lamb at the same time. But the packages shifted, and the bacon slid out from between them. He grabbed the two packages, and sort of stared at them. "Fuck," I thought to myself. I wondered if he could even read in English, or if he knew what bacon looked like. He took the packages to the cashier, without really looking at them, and waved them in her face. "Who in this store is trying to cheat me? You are putting things in my cart I do no wish to be making purchase for, you cheat me you wretched!" The lady had the perfect "I really don't give a shit" look on her face, and grabbed the bacon away from him. One of the meat cutters was passing by, and she said, "Hey, I have a perishable go-back for you. This guy decided he doesn't want his bacon anymore." "BACON! BACON!" You could see a sort of recognition creep into his face. I waved at him from the door, and started to slip outside. "I AM HAVING TOUCHING BACON—MOTHERFUCKERINFIDELHINDUCOCKSUCKJEW I KILL YOU I KILL YOU I KILL YOU!" "All the men fucking disgusting, they looking at picture of feurdj and making the secret shame, they no hide this shit—no secret for the shame, fucker sit next to me and get his seed on me, I kick his fucking ass sideways out of seat." "I think the FBI they helping me get back to Peshawar, they send me to be fucking tortured in shithole place like Yemen. Is all fucking desert, who knows where fuck I am. They going to fucking torture all of us, they are fucking liars, these pigfaggots. I get inside, is same shit, fingerprint, scanning the eye. They no give warning, and I no have time to say prayer before they stick finger in asshole cavity, is feels like when one forgets the prayer and the shaytaan make sexy with your asshole. I am in cell now, no halal food only haraam bullshit like pork hot dog, devil jew shit. What the fucking, one has to eat, one can say necessary prayer if needed, but for strange reason I am forgetting the words for praying. No most holy Koran allow in here, I would say is run by infidel but all guards they dress as Muslim, is odd though, they no make prayer and eat same food. It stink, holy fuck it stink in here, like one thousand infidels shit for thousand years."