When George Hodgman was a boy, he and his mother ended the day holding hands and praying. Not just for themselves, but for all the people in their tiny Missouri town.
We fear the unaffiliated terrorist, the lone wolf who looks like us, lives in our neighborhoods and waits for an opportunity to kill us. It was simpler in the old days, and simplest of all in “Rogue Male,” the story of a man who decides to kill the biggest target in the world. Jesse Kornbluth reviews.