‘Taylor, I dreamt of your lecture last night,’ the polar explorer Captain Scott was once heard to exclaim, after sitting through a paper on icebergs by the expedition physiographer, Griffith Taylor, that had reduced even its author to the edge of catalepsy: ‘How could I live so long in the world and not know something of so fascinating a subject!’
The True Story of Titanic Thompson is not going to be everyone’s book, but for those who can get beyond the child-brides and casual killings, Kevin Cook’s biography of a great American hustler might well provoke the same sense of wonderment.
‘Taylor, I dreamt of your lecture last night,’ the polar explorer Captain Scott was once heard to exclaim, after sitting through a paper on icebergs by the expedition physiographer, Griffith Taylor, that had reduced even its author to the edge of catalepsy: ‘How could I live so long in the world and not know something of so fascinating a subject!’
The True Story of Titanic Thompson is not going to be everyone’s book, but for those who can get beyond the child-brides and casual killings, Kevin Cook’s biography of a great American hustler might well provoke the same sense of wonderment. A certain degree of anonymity is, of course, a crucial element of any conman’s success, and yet no amount of wilful obscurity can begin to explain how 30-odd years after his death a name that ought to be as familiar as Minnesota Fats or John Dillinger is about as well known as ‘Griff’ Taylor’s work on Antarctic glaciers.
Born in Arkansas in 1892, Ti Thompson grew up in a world of rain-makers, bible-peddlers, fair-ground shooters, itinerant revivalists and card sharps, for which he was uniquely well-equipped.
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