Re-Read for the Nth Time: Protector by Larry Niven

After last week's slog-fest, I had to clear my mind with some actual science fiction, and Larry Niven's 1973 novel Protector is always a good choice.  You can find others' plot summaries and spoilers elsewhere, but here's why it's so good.  In a scant 217 pages it tells one hell of a story, but the first 100 pages cover:

• humanity's status on Earth in 2125
• humanity's status in the asteroid belt as well
• a glimpse into the friendly but slightly strained interplanetary politics of the era
• an alien first contact story
• everything you need to know about the aliens' motives and their unusual life-cycle
• how this all ties into one big package
• and finally, several tidbits to link the story into Niven's larger future history universe.

And that's just the first half of the book.  There are many more thrills, chills, and chase scenes in the second half, before the ride comes to a graceful halt with the gas tank nearly empty and all four tires smoking.

You see, this is how a good science fiction author does it.  None of it is forced or rushed, and Niven never, ever resorts to the tired "Well professor, tell us how it all happened" trope.  The whole book is just one big cavalcade of interesting ideas strung together with believable characters and competent prose.

Four point five out of Five Stars,  Recommended.

On This First Day of Hurricane Season

Got new flashlight batteries?  Rotated your gas?  Canned food that you won't mind eating for a few day?  Backup drinking water options covered?  Got FRS walkie-talkies (local option, cheap serviceable option)?  Got an AM/FM radio (good & local, really amazing good, total nerd-out options)?  No?  Then get the hell on the stick.

When the chips (and the internet) are down, you can get the news from WOYS 106.5 FM.  When the chips are really down, try WHBO 1040 AM (Tampa) daytime, WWL 870 AM (New Orleans) day or night, or WSB 750 AM (Atlanta) nighttime.  If the storm is so big it shuts all four of those down, sorry man, not much I can do to help.

If phone service is down, FRS is your easy, license-free option for talking around the neighborhood.  (You did set aside an extra one for the widow lady next door, right?  Good.)  Don't believe the range numbers on the box, marketing departments lie.  Around here, figure on a half-mile on channels 1–7 and 15–22, or a quarter-mile on channels 8–14.  Why?  Because those blocks channels are limited to 2 and 1/2 watts respectively.  If that's not enough info, go over to wikipedia and read up..

Also, if the power goes out, use battery camping lanterns rather than candles or oil lamps.  Last thing you want is to start a house fire when everything else is going wrong.

Hope for a Comparatively Mild Hurricane Season

No guarantees, ever, but overall conditions seem unfavorable for Atlantic basin hurricanes this year.

We shall see.  Hurricane season starts tomorrow.

Mountain Bikers & Insurance

Mostly this is a problem for the pros, but it can be for the rest of us as well.  Article at Singletracks.

Also note, there's a world of difference between the people doing exhibition downhill stuff like the Red Bull Rampage and people like me doing what is best described as hiking on wheels.  However, I don't think that any insurance company can discern between these activities; I know that some of my family certainly can't.

As a side note, I see that BCBS has dumped their Live Fearless advertising campaign of a decade ago.

Book Mention: Recursion by Blake Crouch

Going from a recommendation by Andy Weir to a fan who's read Project Hail Mary 58 times (!, and yeah, that is kind of strange), I picked up a copy of Recursion, and expected science fiction.  However, the core technology of the story – a memory enhancing device that turns out to induce time travel – I just didn't buy into.  I mean, how could a single person's subjective experience warp objective reality for the rest of us?  "Oh, but you see, it's technology-enhanced, so it's more intense."  Well, some psychotic patients have pretty intense visions too, but they don't get to re-define reality on a whim either.  No, I'm not having any of the premise here.  Calling this book science fiction makes zero sense.  It's more of "a science-flavored substance" fiction, to recycle a phrase from hack TV comedy writing.

As a side note, this book might have worked if Crouch had skipped the sci-fi angle altogether and just used a woo-woo meditation method one of the characters discovers, say, deep in the Himalayas or on late-night paranormal talk radio.  Yeah, that would have been much better than bothering with force-wedging matters into sci-fi.

So, why did I bother finishing?  First off, a recommendation from Andy Weir is hard to ignore.  Secondly, and this may have a lot to do with Weir's high regards for this book, the page-to-page writing really is top-notch.  Definitely a pleasurable read, in its own "look at my skilled wordsmithing" way.  However and returning to my previous themes, this is ultimately a hollow shell of a book.

Two out of Five Stars, but only for the writing that kept the story rolling and the skill required for keeping timelines sorted out.  Not recommended.  In fact, this one exposure is enough to put me off of Blake Crouch's books altogether.

ps: If you want a real sci-fi story about time travel that results in tragedy, timeline patches, and various resulting nosebleeds, just go watch the classic movie Primer.  It has a much better treatment of time travel, explores the same themes, and won't waste your time on beautiful, empty prose.  In fact, thinking back on it, Crouch just might have borrowed the whole time-shock-nosebleed thing from Primer.  That one is a little, well, too on the nose to be otherwise.

More on E-Bikes

Article at CNN: What ER doctors, prosecutors, and parents want you to know about e-bikes

As is usual with these sorts of mainstream articles, it's kind of fear-up-y.  Even so, worth the read.

About all the content I can add is that brain damage to an unprotected skull starts a little below 15 mph, and your brain doesn't care if that's your 15 mph, the car's 15 mph, or 15 mph from your 7 foot fall.  A helmet more or less doubles your head's crashworthiness, but don't count on too much even there because things like neckbones can start breaking too.  (And then it's hello motorized wheelchair for your new e-mobility.)  See previous discussion of bike helmets.

E-bikes have their place off-road, as I've discussed previously (tldr: for a few medical reasons, or for very specific race training purposes).  What's more, they have a place on-road as cargo bikes (example 1, example 2).  Commuting?  Nah, can't really see the need.  If you can't do the distance, you likely don't have the skill set to navigate the traffic.  Get a bike and build both endurance and skill, together, and then start bike commuting.

Look man, these things are motorcycles.  What kind of moron turns a tweenager loose to ride a motorcycle in traffic?

Good Night, and Good Luck

CBS News Radio signs off, forever, in about a half-hour.  End of an era.  Two stories & Wiki link:

• At (where else?) CBS
• At NPR
• Wikipedia

Hrm.  This feels so... wrong.  Almost like watching a Roman road get dug up to be re-used as fill dirt for a strip mall.

ps: The final few minutes recording with a corresponding stills slideshow over at youtube.