Aside from a few household chores, we have done nothing useful for the entire weekend. And why? Because of a random comment on PJTV a few days ago.
The comment referenced “Lucifer’s Hammer” by Larry Niven and Jerry Pournelle, written in 1985! The book is still selling. We bought a copy. It arrived yesterday. We’re not through with it, but are taking a break to come up for air and post here.
Several reviewers compared the book to “A Canticle for Leibowitz,” which we already have, as a classic. True, both are classics. Both books are still in print, with no advertising. Both deal with Apocalyptic topics. In Lucifer, the civilized world collapses when the Earth is hit by a meteor. In Canticle, the world collapsed due to a war with atomic bombs, but that was hundreds of years before the story begins.
Lucifer is so well-done that last night, when we stopped reading for a moment at twilight and went into the living room, we were surprised and slightly startled when the lights came on after we flipped the switch. We walked all around the house admiring the running water, microwave, electric stove, computer, fax machine and phone and the indoor plumbing.
We realized how dependent we are on all of them for a life we now no longer take for granted.
Later that night, a heavy rain started, which we heard from our bedroom. We’d gone to sleep after putting the book down following reading several chapters depicting constant rain… in June … in California!
Uncanny. That certainly added to the realism. We got so tense we decided to take some of our Calms tablets, usually reserved for flying or the dentist. We weren’t scared, but were trembling with the tension.
This is the most we have been involved in reading fiction in ages. When we head for our comfy chair to read another chapter or two, it feels as sinful as starting to eat a huge chocolate cake covered in fudge frosting.
Oh, yes. The investment lesson? It causes one to consider what is REALLY important.