Inherent Vice

It´s been a while since Doc Sportello has seen his ex-girlfriend. Suddenly out of nowhere she shows up with a story about a plot to kidnap a billionaire land developer whom she just happens to be in love with. It´s the tail end of the psychedelic sixties in L.A., and Doc knows that ´love´ is another one of those words going around at the moment, like ´trip´ or ´groovy´, except that this one usually leads to trouble. In this lively yarn, Thomas Pynchon, working in an unaccustomed genre, provides a classic illustration of the principle that if you can remember the sixties, you weren´t there...or...if you were there, then you...or, wait is it...