I know anybody who is reading these entries linearly will be extremely bored of my writing: "Standard Ronson pleasures", but that's pretty much where we are. It's lightly funny and interesting, and Ronson has a lively way with stories and insanely precise character moments that can only occur with excellent nonfiction.

Still, I've always been less interested in his white sumpremacy narratives because they presuppose a certain level of competance and rationality at their core that I think doesn't generally exist in that domain, and this story suffers from that.

It does put ATF incompetance on full display, though, and that's always something of a public service. ( )