December 12th, 2007

_A Just Determination_ by John Hemry

J. came over the other night (which is a whole other story which I may or may not record for posterity) and while he was here returned some books, borrowed a book and loaned me some books. One, an Ace (oh, bad sign) military SF novel with really pretty obnoxious cover material. Fortunately, as is all too often the case with Ace, the cover material bore little actual resemblance to the contents.

_A Just Determination_ can be described (and, it turns out, IS described on Amazon in their series designator) as JAG in Space. That's exactly what it is. If you (a) like short novels that get where they are going with a minimum of sight-seeing and detours (b) portray human relationships realistically, but without a lot of additional drama (c) enjoy "hard" sf (i.e. no faster-than-light-speed crap), specifically, military sf and (d) enjoy a nice courtroom tale a la Perry Mason or, ahem, JAG then MY GOD BUY A COPY OF THIS RIGHT NOW.

Because it's out of print, the print runs decreased as time went by and it's increasingly hard to get a copy for a reasonable price. And it's really unbelievably good (given the criteria mentioned above).

Unfortunately, either because of the *#%$^@&* aforementioned cover matter, or because people don't appreciate a nice, tightly crafted hard mil sf novel, John Hemry has had to change his name. At least for writerly purposes.

Fortunately, he's enjoying a lot more success now as Jack Campbell. I have the first entry in The Lost Fleet series upstairs. I may actually go read it while I wait for the rest of the JAG novels and the first of the Stark novels to arrive.

I should note that when J. left this with me (and I get to KEEP this copy! Saving me about $12 bucks including shipping for a used copy from Amazon), he did so NOT recommending it. No, while J. will read untold quantities of trashy novels (including, unusual in a man, romance novels, paranormal and otherwise), he was _unable to get through this book_. I don't understand why, nor do I care, but I will say this. The next time J. says he can't get through a book, I'll pay triple digits to land a copy. This sucker paid off. Any of my readers wondering why I bothered should know that I only ever started reading Delany because KC was unable to slog through _Stars in My Pocket Like Grains of Sand_. It's unlikely that _Emotionally Weird_ will pay off, but right now, I'm feeling cocky.

_Twinkie, Deconstructed_ by Steve Ettlinger

I prefer narrative. I believe we all make sense of the world through stories, which I happen to know is not true, but I believe it anyway. All you have to do is hang out with R. for a while and talk to him to _know_ we do not _all_ make sense of the world through stories. For him, it's more about the mechanism. I do not digress; this is more his kind of book. First, it's about chemistry. Second, it isn't so much about the narrative, it's about the mechanism.

The hook is that Ettlinger was having ice cream with the kiddies one day, reading the wrappers, when his offspring asked him about polysorbate 60 and he had no freaking clue what it was either and decided to find out. Best of all, as a published author, he could plausibly (a) make money by doing this, if not while doing this and (b) tour lots of chemical plants which apparently for him is a bit of a thrill. The structure of the book is laid out as the wrapper -- a chapter per ingredient, in order (except the corn sweeteners are grouped, for example). He avoids details that might lead to the temptation to start showing chemical equations, for which I applaud him. Nothing quite like math, physics and chemistry notation to really slow a good read down.

Ettlinger does cover the process by which the ingredients in Twinkies are refined, extracted, mined and so forth. He describes the vehicles he travels in, the plants he tours, the big towering stainless steel things and the tanker trucks and the high temperatures and the blah blah blah. He ALSO explains why things get the names they do, and why they are designated artificial or natural, and whether they are kosher or not and why. He gets into the history of how these processes were developed, the economics of them and so forth. He explains the post 9/11 security situation that prevents him from getting access sometimes. He talks about the mergers and sales of plants between chemical conglomerates that leads to massive uncertainty as to who owns what in some cases.

In short, this bright, orange, goes-down-easy (if slowly, if you're reading to remember) volume packs a lot into a little. He's no advocate but he's got an overriding theme that we should all be thinking about: the Twinkie complex, which is a synecdoche (I really wanted to use that word) for the industrial food complex. He's not advocating trying to turn the clock back, or even attempts to opt out of it. But he points out along the way how other countries are making other regulatory decisions, and the incredible pervasiveness in our lives.

Great, great, great stuff. Ettlinger is a bit more blase about a lot of this stuff than I am, but it's possible that's just a rhetorical stance to avoid hacking off the mass market. Definitely worth a trip to the library or picking it up in paperback (not long now; February). Probably worth hardcover prices if you keep books around as reference.