May 21, 2013

Book Review: “The Moon is a Harsh Mistress” by Robert Heinlein

When a book has stood the test of time, has been deemed a “classic,” reviewing becomes something of a futile effort. Like an art critic reviewing the Mona Lisa or the Sistine Chapel with anything short of awe and respect, reviewing a classic novel feels a little arrogant. How does one critique what is universally acknowledged?

One doesn’t.

And so we come to the book: Robert Heinlein’s “The Moon is Harsh Mistress.” In the world of science-fiction, Heinlein is a giant, called the “dean of science-fiction” and seeing four of his books win the Hugo (a record, if I am not mistaken). Published in 1966, before Kennedy’s moon shot had succeeded, it is clear that “Mistress” is looking far ahead in time, and I can only imagine how forward and revolutionary it was at the time, even if there are elements of it that feel dated now.  As a classic, it’s beyond me to critique, but I’ll at least lend a few thoughts.

“The Moon is a Harsh Mistress” is the story of a revolution, the rebellion of the lunar penal colony against the master nations of Earth told through the voice of a computer engineer who inadvertently finds himself at the center of events. Along with an aging professor, a beautiful agitator, and a computer that becomes self-aware (and is seeking a sense of humor, decades before Star Trek: The Next Generation had Data trying to understand humor), he leads the prisoners and free people of the Moon to attempt first the overthrow of a warden ruling the colony, and then the Earth’s worldwide government that tries to put down the rebellion.

In contrast to the Gene Roddenberry idyllic version of the future–where worldwide government has resulted in perpetual peace and the end of economic tumult (or any visible economy at all, for that matter)–Heinlein’s world of 2075 is gritty, dangerous, and free on the frontier (the moon), while the Earth is ruled by a large, bureaucratic government that is bloated and corrupt. Indeed, Heinlein’s novel has rightly been called a novel of libertarian revolution. On the moon, laws are limited, government small, and only the strong survive.

Seriously. Like a penal colony in any frontier land, be it was the New World or Australia, the environment is harsh, the rules are only those that are created by common consent. In one scene, a cultural norm is broken when a tourist from Earth propositions a woman in a bar, misunderstanding the cues. Rather than push him out an airlock or compete in a duel to the death, both completely acceptable options in the lunar culture. Instead, a third option is proposed and followed–an impromptu jury with a respected member of the community serving as the judge. It hearkens back to medieval England and the power of the jury to nullify laws and set people at liberty to serve justice.

It’s a little unnerving, but Heinlein’s libertarian republic is by no means perfect, but sees elements that seem to echo the Russian communist revolution and the rise of a small, secretive group that manipulates the rest of the country to their own ends. Seeing the mix between a libertarian society and communist-like principles of revolution seems a little odd and occasionally out of place, but the integrity of the characters themselves lets the story carry to a simplistic conclusion where the heroes remain uncorrupted by the secret power they hold.

At the heart of the story is the phrase “There ain’t no such thing as a free lunch,” or TANSTAAFL as it is commonly known among the Loonies, or the natives of the moon. It’s the idea that nothing is free, and to everything there is a cost. It’s the idea that everything is negotiable, it is why the cost for freedom is high, and describes why in the end freedom is more available on the frontier where those who are strong enough are able to win the rewards of their labors. To his credit, Heinlein endorses the right to bargain ones efforts and resources with a simplicity that others, most particularly Ayn Rand, spend thousands of pages attempting: “It is ridiculous—pestilential, not to be borne—that we should be ruled by an irresponsible dictator in all our essential economy! It strikes at the most basic human right, the right to bargain in a free marketplace.”

Ironically, this does not lead to great wealth. Quite the contrary. His protagonist, not unlike every other lunar libertarian, describes himself as “Not wealthy, not weeping.” He has enough to be comfortable, but he’s not wealthy. What really matters is not lucre, but freedom to do as one chooses, to be responsible for ones choices, and to succeed or fail on the merits.

The problem is the state. While a necessary evil, its needs are secondary to the individual. A trip to Earth shows endless bureaucracy, lines to stand in, forms to be completed, licenses to be sought and obtained, taxes and fees to be paid. On the other hand there “are no circumstances under which State is justified in placing it’s welfare ahead of mine.” If the individual’s needs are subsidiary to the state, the individual is no longer free to choose.

Even if it does occasionally seem dated, Heinlein’s genius is in looking ahead down the road of human history and imagining what might be. Without using technology that is so far advanced that it is more magic than science, Heinlein is able to focus on a story that just happens to take place over a hundred years down the road, though that story might just as easily have been set in the past or on our own planet. Whether it is creative family structures, a land with no laws but is crime free, or a jargon that bastardizes Russian, Chinese, and English, “The Moon is a Harsh Mistress” retains a timelessness that while perhaps not the most exciting read, is guaranteed to provoke thought and conversation for decades to come.

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5 Minute Book Review: “Redshirts” by John Scalzi

Redshirts

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

This is the fourth Scalzi I’ve read, and Scalzi proves again that he has a talent for dialogue, for character, and for crafting a clever plot in a bite size portion.

While I would never call myself a Trekkie–I much prefer Star Wars, and I have never been able to buy into Roddenberry‘s vision of a utopian future where mankind has solved its scarcity problems and given up money, but I digress–I’ve watched enough to know that the guys who die are almost always–always–the guys in the red shirts. They’re unnamed extras, low-level members of Star Fleet that die to provide some level of tension to the episode. And this book is through their eyes, through the eyes of the red shirted members of “away teams” that die at the first sign of danger.

I picked up Redshirts because it looked clever, but I didn’t expect any amount of depth. In fact, Scalzi’s plot begins deceptively simple. He develops his red shirted characters with heavy use of dialogue that is fast and flowing, typical Scalzi, that is more difficult than it looks. That’s part of what make’s Scalzi so good.

However, for the most part, the book starts with a gimmick, and rides that gimmick, for almost three-quarters through the novel. Then, without giving up any spoilers, a shift occurs, and suddenly the writing is serious, smart, and insightful, more a paean to writing than science fiction.

And perhaps it’s better I leave it there. The ending, the shift, was what made the book a four out of five stars instead of just three, but it was unexpected and almost out-of-place. In any case, it’s good writing (despite occasional flashes of vulgarity that is not atypical of Scalzi), and I appreciated the way Redshirts ended, as much for what it said about writing as it said about Star Trek.

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Why fiction?

I have a friend who won’t read fiction. He doesn’t eschew just the fun stuff that I enjoy and use to escape, but even the more difficult (though just as enjoyable) classics and serious fiction. He just doesn’t see the point. He’s not the only one. I run into a lot of people like that.

Now, granted, there are a lot of demands on our time. We’ve got jobs and careers (not necessarily the same thing), families, civic involvement, American Idol, and Facebook to worry about. The bills have to be paid, and the kids have to be fed.

But reading, and reading fiction, too, should never be neglected. There are few experiences like reading fiction to help access the inner man, use our imagination to learn empathy, view other perspectives, and expand our world view. I’m not saying that there aren’t other ways; just that reading fiction is a great way to do it.

IMHO.

Today, I ran across this simple statement from Isaac Asimov, and while it is just that: a simple statement, it is right to the point.

PS: I have not verified its authenticity.

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Book Review of “Prophets,” a space opera in the 26th century

And now, for something completely different…

I occasionally (ok, frequently) read books purely for the fun of it. Often, they are science-fiction. Just because I like it.

Recently, I was sent a copy of S. Andrew Swann‘s new book “Messiah,” a space opera set in the 26th century. Since it is the third book in the series, I had to go back and start with the first book, “Prophets.”

I wrote a review for the science-fiction/fantasy book review site Walker of Worlds.

Swann spins a tale that is cinematic in vision and has echoes of Dan SimmonsHyperion series. He fills the story—equally mystery, cloak and dagger, political intrigue, and science-fiction—with characters that are mercenaries, scientists, priests, A.I.s, aliens, spies, saboteurs, and mutants. And there are also, of course, lots of space ships with faster-than-light travel drives (what would space opera be without that?). Almost none of the characters are clearly hero or villain, and each is a well drawn composite of traits that are likeable and flawed. Their interactions are unpredictable and gripping, each pulled by the plot in ways neither they, nor the reader, expects. By writing his characters credibly, and not balking at their pain or suffering, Swann creates a story that is both enjoyable and that the reader cares about.

Check out the whole review there.

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Book Review: “The Unincorporated Man” by Dani Kollin and Eytan Kollin

Science-fiction is a far cry from the world of the law, politics, and the other drivel I muse about on this blog. Recently, however, I ran across a book that takes an interesting and speculative look at all those topics. I read it and enjoyed it, and I found the thought experiment insightful and mind-popping.

After, I wrote a review, which has since been published over at Walker of Worlds, a science-fiction/fantasy blog run by Mark Chitty. The book has also won an award by a libertarian organization for best novel of the year. I recommend you check it out.  Here’s a few snippets from the review:

Justin Cord wakes from a cryogenic sleep to a world where each individual is incorporated at birth, their shares traded on the open market. Using the capital raised through sale of shares, individuals finance their education, business ventures, homes and investments. Corporations—real companies, not just individuals incorporated—are more powerful than governments, produce and regulate their own currency, and control the lives of the individuals in whom they own stock.

And that’s the rub for Cord. For while he is and was an avid defender of capitalism in the 21st century, incorporation of the individual strikes him as a form of slavery. Despite the unprecedented wealth and technological progress it has created, Cord can’t help but see injustice in the system of ownership of others. As he pushes back, fighting against the giant corporations that want to own a piece of him, he begins to reveal cracks and fissures that will lead to systemic change and revolution.

Pick up the book at your local library or book seller for some easy reading and thought provoking fiction.

An aside: a book review at Walker of Worlds

Just a quick note: several months ago, one of the book review sites I follow issued a request for, of all things, book reviews, specifically in the fantasy or science fiction genres. I had just started Brandon Sanderson’s The Way of Kings, and I shot Mark Chitty, the blog’s owner, a quick note offering to write a review up on it.

And, lo and behold, today said review is posted. If you have some time, and are in the mood for something a little different from the law, politics, and all that fun stuff, check out Mark Chitty’s excellent blog, Walker of Worlds, and, of course, my review of The Way of Kings (as well as anything else by Brandon Sanderson, too).

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