Also some stuff which addresses the worries of the modern world, of course.
> βThe trouble with you, Spode, is that just because you have succeeded in inducing a handful of half-wits to disfigure the London scene by going about in black shorts, you think you're someone. You hear them shouting "Heil, Spode!" and you imagine it is the Voice of the People. That is where you make your bloomer. What the Voice of the People is saying is: "Look at that frightful ass Spode swanking about in footer bags! Did you ever in your puff see such a perfect perisher?β
(Roderick Spode is a parody or Oswald Mosley, the head of the then current British Union of Fascists)
If you've exhausted the works of the Master you might want to try "Jeeves and the King of Clubs" by Ben Schott [0]. The book was authorized by the Wodehouse estate and continues the adventures of Jeeves and Wooster and some other familiar members of the Wodehouse canon.
