There are good writers and there are brilliant writers and then there’s Joe Bageant. Or at least there was until he did us a disservice and died a few years ago.
He called himself a “redneck writer” and a “half-assed Buddhist”.
I call him one of the best writers. Ever.
Joe was blunt. He saw little hope for our current living arrangements, based as they are upon cheap fossil fuels, a fictitious economy and the acquisition of stuff.
He eventually gave up on the US and moved to Belize, a country on the north eastern coast of Central America, where he lived a simple life and observed and wrote about the American boondoggle from a distance.
His books and essays on the delusional state of American culture are exquisitely crafted and unforgettable. I suggest you find this out for yourself and read his book Deer Hunting with Jesus: Dispatches from America’s Class War.
Or you could read a few of his essays first and then read his book.
Just make sure you read something he’s written before you die.
If you’re looking for great writing and a blazing critique of Western society’s spiritual and intellectual void, then take a deep breath, brace yourself and wade into Joe Bageant’s world.
You can find all his essays here: