The strings some powers pull

To remind ya'll: I am not writing this as literary criticism, just because I'm looking for an outlet for overflow of bile. OK? Now to the blurb:

In the tradition of The Da Vinci Code, a brilliant new talent delivers a sweeping thriller that turns the entire history of America upside down.


Colonial historian Benjamin Wainwright is summoned to a secretive think tank in western Massachusetts by an old school friend who researches war-game theory. Upon his arrival, Wainwright discovers that his friend is dead and suspected of having leaked information. When the security analyst hired to investigate the case is targeted for assassination, Benjamin wonders: Was his friend’s death an accident—or murder?


A series of codes, forged documents, and secret family histories all point to the existence of a centuries-old conspiracy. Benjamin teams up with a beautiful Russian cultural attaché named Natalya Orlova, whose own family has a dark history with the KGB, to unravel the truth. The two set off on a dangerous mission that stretches from Washington, DC, to the French Riviera, to deep within the Siberian wilderness. Together, they discover the sinister forces that have pulled the strings of power in America—perhaps all the way back to its very founding. What our characters learn will make us question everything we thought we knew about American history, from the Revolution to the Cold War, and what lies in store for the fate of the nation.


With a gripping pace and enigmatic plot that drives the reader from one page to the next, The Shadow War is a highly intelligent thriller that asks: Who really runs the country, who controls our enemies, and to what lengths will they go to conceal their hidden agendas?

To start with, this "In the tradition of The Da Vinci Code" point: it excludes quite a lot of potential byers that, as I did, hated the guts of that crapola.

Then re the rest of it. If I were allowed, I would change one sentence in the above so that it would read:

Together, they discover the sinister forces that enjoy jerking the readers' chains and go to the very heart of the publishing establishment, selling plots that will choke a crocodile trying to swallow them, not to mention a mere reader.

Bleh...