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My aunt has given me a few of these novels as Dick Francis is her favorite author. I put off giving them a try for quite some time. They're written by an older white male with white male protagonists, this one the year I was born making it not old enough to be a classic, not current enough to resonate with me (so I thought) and set in a world I have little interest in (horse racing). BUT the old man was British, they're mysteries, they were free, and someone I trust suggested them. I gave Dick a chance. I devoured Longshot. I must say however that I left the novel feeling a little bit miffed with our 'hero'. I value truth and knowledge above all it seems.
**Note: I do want to mention that this book does quite a bit of blaming the victim/slut shaming/whatever you want to call it; at first our protagonist seemed to be above that but he fails us in the end. If you are a person with good ethics, you will be appalled more than once. I considered taking an extra star away for this, but I tend to rate based on enjoyment and I did enjoy this and wasn't pissed enough to stop reading. Shame on me, perhaps. There were also a few jokey lines about feminism but made in such a way that I wasn't sure whether to be offended or not.
**Note: I do want to mention that this book does quite a bit of blaming the victim/slut shaming/whatever you want to call it; at first our protagonist seemed to be above that but he fails us in the end. If you are a person with good ethics, you will be appalled more than once. I considered taking an extra star away for this, but I tend to rate based on enjoyment and I did enjoy this and wasn't pissed enough to stop reading. Shame on me, perhaps. There were also a few jokey lines about feminism but made in such a way that I wasn't sure whether to be offended or not.