Category Archives: Library

Kindred

This is classified as a science fiction novel, a genre I’ve been consuming lately–though mainly the contemporary masters Sterling, Stross, and Gibson–but even the author, the late Octavia Butler, said it was more a fantasy since there was no science in it. Well there is some, but it’s mainly modern medicine contrasted with early nineteenth century ignorance of common diseases and cures.

I originally bought Kindred (in a "25th anniversary" edition, no less) because of the American slavery theme, a subject that interests me, and the admonition that this was not a politically correct view of it. Well it is in some ways, less so in others. Although I really only encountered one PC sentence in its 264 pages and that was not about slavery. It’s a harrowing ride that is hard to put down. Ms. Butler was a very smart and humane person, indeed, and it’s a great pity that she died so young, just age fifty-eight, apparently from a stroke following a fall. I’ll be sure to try one of her other fifteen scifi novels soon.

Cyberpunk

More than twenty years after author William Gibson coined the word cyberspace, I finally got around to reading one of his so-called cyberpunk novels. Count Zero, the scifi sequel to his famous Neuromancer, is a hipster’s view of a post-apocolypse America where giant corporations with biotech consumer products rule everything and almost everyone. This was in the days before the GUI made the Internet accessible to ordinary people. So this is a scifi notion of the computer net, via brain electrodes, as a means of augmenting normal thought–and a pathway to the gods. Altogether a far cry from Facebook or displaying baby pictures on the Web. Strange stuff, with an underlying secret-agent-man plot. I enjoyed it. But that might be because I enjoy the Web. I’m not sure I would have cared for this when it came out back in 1986.

Good sports analysis

The daily’s good sportswriters, Kirk Bohls, Cedric Golden, Suzanne Halliburton and Alan Trubow are the icing on the cake after a satisfying Texas win. Even when the Longhorns lose, KB, CG, SH, and AT are there to explain why. Around the rancho, they complement the good game announcing/commentary of KVET-FM ("The Genuine Austin Original") and their Longhorn Radio Network. Thanks, guys, we wouldn’t enjoy it half as much without you.

Whuffie

Julius’s rising and falling Whuffie is a form of constantly-tallied wealth in the reputation economy of the post-USA, Bitchun Society. In this world, all are online, never die (unless they want to) and are free to work ad-hoc at whatever they please. Their Whuffie determines whether they can get a hotel room, a car, or a meal, even whether people will talk to them.

Sometimes Julius’s Whuffie is high enough, sometimes it isn’t, in his ad-hoc job at Disney World. Either way is entertaining in Cory Doctorow’s 2003 Down And Out In The Magic Kingdom, a so-called postcyberpunk novel bringing the Internet to SciFi. One thing’s for sure, in my recent reintroduction to SF after years of ignoring it, I’ve found that I can’t take seriously any plot without the Web in it. If you spend a lot of time online, you shouldn’t either. It is the future, as much as the present, after all.

Weeping Sponge

Mr. Boy certainly got Viacom’s message on Time-Warner’s threat to remove SpongeBob and some of Mr. B.’s other favorites from TW’s cable (our primary local provider). We do appreciate his little lesson in cutthroat capitalism and also the temporary agreement forestalling the Sponge’s demise. But he and we wonder why Viacom really needs an extra four dollars per cable customer from TW to keep providing the Sponge and his pals? Must be all that debt Viacom is carrying. But TW has its share.

Iron Sunrise

The sequel to Singularity Sky and the last Charles Stross modern SF book it looks like I’ll be lucky enough to read until his publishers get around to releasing another one. What makes his books so much better than the run-of-the-mill space opera is the integral plot use of computing and, especially, the Internet and email which are shown to have spread not only across the solar system but out into the stars. Once again the Eschaton is involved and, well, you really should read this one for yourself…

Fawning into bankruptcy

Mark Steyn, whose America Alone is a delicious, if worrisome, read, sums up the fate of the newspaper industry pretty well: "…bland, anemic newspaperpersons turning out politically correct snooze sheets of torpid portentuosness…tongue-bath[s and] fawning [their] way into bankruptcy."