‘In a world of growing nationalism, a quiet few are determined to resist. This gripping historical mystery explores the darkest days of the early 20th century‘ – The Good Cop
Today I am delighted to be sharing an extract with you all from The Good Cop, the provocative new novel from renowned cartoonist Peter Steiner.
Peter Steiner is perhaps best known for helping to capture the zeitgeist of the early 1990s with his famed pen-and-ink artwork of two dogs at a desk, one of them sitting before a computer screen, with the caption “On the Internet, nobody knows you’re a dog,” which went on to become the most reproduced cartoon in New Yorker history.
Now Peter turns his hand to a new novel that once again examines the zeitgeist of our times, asking: ‘How do you uphold the law when the law goes bad?‘ The Good Cop will be published by Severn House on September 1st.
I hope you enjoy!
[ About the Book ]
Munich, 1920. Detective Willi Geismeier has a problem: how do you uphold the law when the law goes bad? The First World War has been lost and Germany is in turmoil. The new government in Berlin is weak. The police and courts are corrupt. Fascists and Communists are fighting in the streets. People want a savior, someone who can make Germany great again. To many, Adolf Hitler seems perfect for the job.
When the offices of a Munich newspaper are bombed, Willi Geismeier investigates, but as it gets political, he is taken off the case.
Willi continues to ask questions, but when his pursuit of the truth itself becomes a crime, his career – and his life – are in grave danger.
[ Extract ]
‘Damn it, Czieslow, I’m amazed I have to bring this up yet again.’
‘I understand your concern, Herr von Plottwietz. But we’re a newspaper, and Sophie Auerbach is a journalist. Her job– our job – is to report …’
‘Her job, Czieslow, and your job, is what I say it is. You seem not to have noticed the times we live in. They don’t call for journalism. What the hell is journalism, anyway? Some elite version of things, some shitty pretense at objectivity.
‘The times call for leadership; they call for action. The old idea of newspapering is dead. Look at the Münchener Post or the Morgenzeitung or any of the other old papers. Nobody wants that Socialist claptrap any more. They’re good for lining birdcages, that’s all. We need action newspapers and that’s what Das Neue Deutsche Bild is going to be: an action paper.’
‘The public wants…’
‘I don’t give a shit what the public thinks they want. The public needs motivation. They need hope. They need to know that their suffering will end. They need to know their lot will improve. That Germany will be theirs again.’
Von Plottwietz stood up to go, and Erwin stood too. The publisher leaned across the desk and shook his finger in Erwin’s face. His own face was now red with anger. ‘Here’s the long and short of it, Czieslow. Your little Miss Auerbach has one more chance to toe the line – my line – or she’s gone. I don’t give a shit how good a journalist she is. Is that clear?’
‘Yes, sir,’ said Erwin.
‘And get rid of those damn pictures too. What is that shit doing in my paper? Just so there’s no mistaking what I’m telling you, Czieslow, your neck is on the line. This is my paper, and, goddamn it, it’s going to be the paper I want it to be. Or you’re all out on the street, the whole sorry bunch of you.’
Von Plottwietz stormed through the newsroom. He stopped by the door, picked up a copy of the latest paper, and looked at it in disgust. ‘Jesus Christ!’ he said and flung it across the room. It came apart in the air and fluttered to the ground in pieces.
Maximilian was told the next morning that he would no longer be working for Das Neue Deutsche Bild. ‘It’s von Plottwietz’s call,’ said Erwin. ‘I’m sorry. Your work is good, Maximilian. Something else will come along. I’m sure of it.’
‘Thanks for saying that,’ said Maximilian.
In fact, something else already had. The week before he had been approached by an editor at the Münchener Post who had seen his drawings in Das Neue Deutsche Bild. The Post would pay double what Erwin had been paying him.
‘That’s wonderful,’ said Sophie. She could see he wasn’t sure. ‘Take it,’ she said.
‘What about you?’ he said.
‘What about me?’
‘I like working together,’ he said.
‘I like it too,’ she said. ‘But don’t let that get in the way. Your drawings are wonderful. More people should see them. And they will when they’re in the Post.’
‘I don’t know if I like the idea of more people seeing my drawings.’
‘Just thinking ahead. What’s to come.’
‘Don’t think ahead,’ she said. ‘We’ll find out what’s coming soon enough. Take the job.’ He hesitated still. But von Plottwietz had made the decision for him.
Von Plottwietz had been leaned on by Party members objecting to Sophie’s stories. Despite her claims to be ‘just reporting the facts’, she had described their rallies as ‘disorderly’ and described Hitler as a ‘fanatic nationalist’. She had quoted other politicians critical of his economic ideas and his anti-Semitism. ‘Those are the facts,’ she said.
‘There have been threats against you, against me, and against the paper,’ said Erwin.
‘Phone calls. Letters,’ said Erwin.
Sophie agreed to allow Erwin to go through the story she was
working on. He began crossing out words and phrases. ‘Not unruly
– an unruly crowd. Say enthusiastic. An enthusiastic audience.’
‘So throwing bottles, beating up people is enthusiastic?’ This was the last thing Erwin heard her say before the office erupted in a ball of fire.
[ Bio ]
Peter was born and grew up in Cincinnati, the eldest child of immigrants from Austria. After graduation from the University of Miami, he served two years in the Army in Germany. After that, he got an M.A. and a Ph.D. in German Literature from the University of Pittsburgh. Peter taught German language and literature at Dickinson College for eight years.
Peter left teaching to become a painter, but he started cartooning at the same time in order to earn a living. He moved to Georgia and sold his first cartoon to The New Yorker in 1979. He has had about 400 cartoons published there. One of these cartoons, “On the internet nobody knows you’re a dog,” is the most reprinted cartoon in the history of the magazine.
Peter also did a daily cartoon for The Washington Times for about 20 years starting in 1985 and a weekly cartoon for The Weekly Standard for about the same length of time. He estimates that he drew about 15,000 drawings over the course of his cartoon career and still creates occasional cartoons on his blog. In 2017 he published An Atheist in Heaven, a graphic novel—a story told in words and pictures—as a fine art limited edition.
Peter has continued to paint, and has had many one-person exhibitions in the United States and abroad.
Peter started writing novels in the nineteen-eighties. He is well known for his critically acclaimed Louis Morgon series, with the most recent novel, The Capitalist, published in 2016.
In September of 2019, Peter’s new novel, The Good Cop will be published by Severn House in the Unites States.
Twitter – @plsteiner