“Ghost Lights”: The tax man’s heart of darkness
In Lydia Millet's brilliant new novel, a skeptical tax man follows a runaway millionaire to Latin America
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Can it be a coincidence that this year — when the issue of taxes has become an abyss that both divides and conquers our national government — we also have two new books about IRS workers by important novelists of ideas? The first, of course, is David Foster Wallace’s posthumously published “The Pale King,” a long consideration of the nature and purpose of the “Service.” The second is Lydia Millet’s new novel, “Ghost Lights,” in which the main character’s career as a tax collector doesn’t figure much in the action, but does serve as an underpinning of his identity.
Hal Lindley is a 50-year-old Angeleno with a seemingly stable marriage and a paraplegic daughter. His wife, Susan, works for Thomas “T.” Stern, a young real estate developer who, in Millet’s preceding novel, “How the Dead Dream,” suffered a strange spiritual crisis involving endangered species. T. bailed on his business and lit out for Latin America, where he vanished into the jungle, causing the devoted Susan great distress. Hal doesn’t much care about T. His attitude is, basically: Good riddance, yuppie scum.
Then Hal discovers that his wife is having an affair with a younger co-worker and that his beloved, much clucked-over daughter is working not for a telemarketing firm but as a phone sex provider. These revelations leave him feeling alienated, drab and superfluous, “the worn shoe, the swaybacked old mule.” So, on a whim, he insists on flying down to Belize to hunt for T. himself.
Shacked up in a resort surrounded by squalid, hurricane-ravaged villages, Hal admits he “was not here to find anyone. Not here to exert himself, but rather to melt down, settle, coalesce and rise in a new form.” He is entirely committed to a view of himself as “papery and sad in the blurry distance” of everyone else’s life. Yet somehow, without intending it, he’s spectacularly effective in the quest he doesn’t particularly care to pursue. A family of handsome young Germans befriends him and commandeers his cause. Soon, a multinational military task force is enlisted in the search for T., while Hal himself learns to scuba dive, attends a wild expat party and even enjoys a moonlit tryst on the beach with a beautiful woman. It’s as if he’s fallen into a Graham Greene novel and can’t get out.
Laura Miller is a senior writer for Salon. She is the author of "The Magician's Book: A Skeptic's Adventures in Narnia" and has a Web site, magiciansbook.com. More Laura Miller.




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