The book introduces us to several characters, and to some degree, they are morons. The character that is the most competent is Capt. Young, who provides his inside thoughts on his teammates and Superiors in the most hilarious way.
Soldier Young is part of the Sixty-Seventh Reconnaissance Squadron, who are soldiers that pilot the MQ-9 Reaper drones killing terrorists and continuing to help win the War.
The Capt of the Sixty-Seventh Reconnaissance Squadron, Capt. Clutterbuck is the most moronic of the Air Force, and as the story progresses, the odd behavior increases, culminating in catastrophic proportions. Together with Capt. Clutterbuck, there are other characters, whose odd behavior, actions inside the Air Force, random ideas, nonsensical thoughts, make the story at times incredibly funny.

There were many times I laughed out loud. It was entertaining, light, and easy to submerge in the absurdity of the story while appreciating the writing.

Keep your friends close and your morons closer! What a treat! Felt like watching a season of a TV show, Reno 911 or The Office esque. I had so much fun reading this and am excited to order this book! Thanks so much for letting me check it out in advance. An awesome debut :)

Thanks to author Sloan Green and NetGalley for the ARC of "Morons of War."

"Catch 22" is one of the classics of 20th century literature, and its themes and plotlines involving the absurdity of warfare are timeless. However, the tools and tactics and the military itself have changed in countless ways since World War II; heck, when we fought the war that Heller wrote about our country did not even have a US Air Force. Today with our senseless war against Iran and the fraying edges of the Global War on Terrorism continuing to continue, this is an opportune time for Sloan Green's hilarious, silly, all-too-truthful "Morons of War," which can best be considered "Catch 22 v2.0." In "Morons of War," we meet the members of the Sixty-Seventh Reconnaissance Squadron at Cathcart Air Force Base in Nevada in 2014.

Author Green pays indirect (and direct) homage to Joseph Heller in several ways here, including (re)using the term (is it a noun, an adjective or an adverb?) 'Feather in the Cap.' Other, more modern Helleresque absurdities fit seamlessly into Green's descriptions of the modern day USAF:

The Squadron Commander LT COL Clutterbuck terrorizes his subordinates with terrible Vectoring! advice and the USAF-is-Great! life lessons; he shows the USAF that he is a brilliant leader by traversing beyond the "Open Door" policy of most military leaders to a "No Door" policy, in which all of the office and closet and cockpit and bathroom-stall and heavy, vault-like security doors are removed across the squadron. Clutterbuck spends much of his time here in silent monologue writing his (future) best-selling biography, "The Clutterbuck Vector!: Outrageous Optimism, Extreme Excellence and (a Word that Starts with L) Leadership: The Distinguished Legacy of an Air Force Officer and Pilot: Part One."

There is an undercover AFOSI agent named MAJ Ace Mancuso - in reality a young Sgt who is disguised as an astronaut - and who is instantly recognized by the actual squadron pilots as an undercover AFOSI agent who then spends most of his time hiding in the men's room hoping to overhear a drug transaction. Because of Ace's incompetence and lack of arrests, later there is an undercover AFOSIII agent named only as "The New Lieutenant Who Says Howdy Instead of Hi" who arrives to investigate the AFOSI agent.

There is fat Capt Larry Harding who is determined to become the Deadliest Mq-9 Reaper Pilot in the History of the United States Air Force, and Capt Bender the Pacifist, and one-eyed Capt William Augustus Barrington IV who is never around because he is too busy writing himself achievement awards including a Possibly Posthumous Medal of Honor, and there is the ever-present Telemachus Corporation technical team responsible for the excellent IT gear and computer software used in the Ground Control Stations for the drones and causes a lot of fires in computer racks at a bargain cost of $38M per day. There is normal-ish Capt Charlie Young, who acts as sort of a stand-in for the reader and is largely indifferent to the squadron mission but generally likes the people he works and drinks with. And there is Capt Theodore Exley, who arrives at work each evening unshaven and rheumy-eyed, wearing sheepskin slippers, button-up flannel pajamas, and a blue, cooling-gel sleep mask.

Author Sloan Green is a graduate of the United States Air Force Academy, so - like Joseph Heller - intimately understands the culture, traditions, and absurdities about which he writes. As a graduate of the United States Naval Academy myself - forty-one years ago ... sheesh! - I say "This novel is a Feather in Your Cap, Brother!"