This is the first book in the new Jimm Juree mystery series. Jimm Juree was a crime reporter for the Chiang Mai Daily Mail in Thailand until her mother sells the family shop and buys a run down resort in southern Thailand. Jimm moves with her eclectic collection of a family: a mother who might have early stage dementia; her retired cop grandfather, a body-builder younger brother, and her transsexual former brother, now her sister. After thinking the move has destroyed her career a buried VW van containing the skeletons of two 1970s hippies is discovered by a local farmer and Jimm gets involved in the investigation. Then the she learns of the brutal stabbing of a Buddhist abbot that is being covered up. Jimm sets out to find the reason for the cover up and the killer with gay police Lieutenant Chompu. This is an entertaining story with lots of humor and quirky characters along with the whodunit, which is almost secondary to the characters. The title stems from an actual quote by George W. Bush. Other skewed quotes from Dubya begin each chapter. Eventually there is an explanation for that. I'm looking forward to the second book, Grandad, There's a Head on the Beach.
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