J. M. Porup - 3 Books (Satire, Science Fiction)

Former Lonely Planet author J.M. Porup lived in South America for many years and traveled widely throughout the continent. American by birth, Australian by choice, Colombian by marriage and Canadian by accident, he escaped from the US in 1999 and plans to renounce his citizenship. His first editor--way back in the mid-90s--called him a loose cannon. Ever since he has done his best to live up to that high standard.

The Second Bat Guano War
Rats ate his baby daughter while he partied in a disco. Now Horace "Horse" Mann is a drugged-out expat teaching English to criminals in Lima, Peru. Oh, and doing the odd favor for the CIA.

When his Agency contact, Pitt Waters, goes missing, Horse's desperate efforts to find his only friend lead him to a Buddhist ashram on the shores of Lake Titicaca. There Horse uncovers his friend's involvement with a group of Gaia-worshipping terrorists who want to kill off the human "disease" infecting the earth.

Can Horse find his friend in time? And when he does--will he want to stop him?

The United States of Air: a Satire

You read Orwell's 1984. Now read The United States of Air.

The National Sewer Agency is spying on people's toilets, looking for food terrorists...
The War on Drugs.
The War on Terror.
The War on Fat.

Wars only America can win.

Food Enforcement Agent Jason Frolick believes in eating air. He struggles to get the food monkey off his back. As part of the Global War on Fat, his job is to put food terrorists in Fat Camp.

When a pizza dealer gets whacked in the park across the street from the Thin House, the Prophet Jones himself asks Frolick to investigate. For the first time ever, Frolick solves a murder—‌but what he finds out shakes his faith.

Death on Taurus
On Taurus, there's only one good way to die.

On the bullfighting planet of Taurus, in the far distant future, a genetically engineered race of half-man, half-bull stages ritual blood sacrifices to the gods--human viewers light-years away. Vizzer, the high priest who presides over the daily slaughter, loathes the fights and wants to end them.

When news arrives that the humans have destroyed themselves in an interstellar civil war, he deposes the king and outlaws the fights. But not all the humans are dead. Carlos the Creator lies in stasis on Taurus itself. Vizzer comes face to face with an enraged and ancient god. And in so doing, he must also confront the truth of his own savage nature.

Will he ever be able to eat air again?