I just discovered this old recording I made back in 2008. I really like the recording. Unfortunately since arthritis robbed me of the ability to play well now, I can’t even fake a play-along video, so I’m just posting this photo of me playing back in the day.
Daemon by Daniel Suarez
My rating: 1 of 5 stars
The blurb on the cover says Suarez is “A legitimate heir to Michael Crichton.” That’s an insult to Crichton. I only made it 40% through this book because I couldn’t stomach all the sadism and long graphic descriptions of cruelty. One of the first scenes is a drawn out description of what can only be described as child sexual exploitation. The author seems to really enjoy describing it. I was disgusted, but pushed past it hoping that was just intended as an exciting hook and a depiction of how bad the bad guys were, but things just got worse so I stopped. When he’s not writing something offensive, the author blathers on about network protocols and hacking methods that 99.99% of the reading public won’t understand. It’s nothing but a boring ego trip.
There Is No Ethan: How Three Women Caught America’s Biggest Catfish by Anna Akbari
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
This was fascinating in the way a train wreck is in real time. It’s horrible but captivating. Three intelligent, educated women fall in love with someone going by the name Ethan (“E”). They meet on dating apps but only texting at first. E provided pictures, but no live video chat. E was witty, articulate, responsive to texts and emails, and good-looking in the photos. Of course the photos were of someone else. E is indeed a sick, manipulative person who victimized these women. The author, a professor, confesses her own obsession with E despite weeks of canceled dates or other in-person meetings, broken promises, implausible excuses, and other red flags. It took guts for her to put her own vulnerability out there.
The book was fascinating to me in another way. Through it I experienced a sample of online dating, which is something I’ve never done IRL. I’m a senior citizen and married (45 years now) long before personal computers even existed. Reading how people do this is like an explorer coming across a new civilization in some remote island with a bizarre culture. In fact, I envied the author and her fellow victims in a way because I had a very hard time dating as a young person since I don’t drink or smoke and couldn’t stand being around those activities, so that barred going to bars or parties. I literally went for year-long stretches without a date at one point when I was transferred to a new city three times in three years and didn’t know anyone in each. Still, this book does not make it seem appealing.
I loathe the idea of victim-blaming and I don’t blame these women, but I still find in hard to get my head around how they fell down this rabbit hole. The elderly women who fall for the scammers imitating their grandsons stuck in jail and needing bail money are also true victims, but you can’t help but think of it a bit as a Darwinian process. Still, those victims were of diminished mental abilities, whereas the victims in this case were sharp and accomplished and at the top of their game. One of the victims was obsessed for years. Men also get catfished as we know from the football player case mentioned in the book, but I don’t buy the idea that it can happen to anyone. Some women reading this review will probably be outraged at that. Oh well.
The author writes well and overall I enjoyed the book, but it is quite repetitive, consisting mostly of quotes or summaries of long online chats between E and the victims and the disruptions to their lives, e.g. taking leave from work, spending tons of money on international texts or calls (E was in Ireland at times), staying up late for hours, flunking classes, etc. I skipped liberally and recommend you do, too. Best of all, though, is that E is eventually identified and forced into a sort of atonement and real-life consequences. I was very surprised to find out the real identity of E. The ending is mostly satisfying, though not entirely so.
Baby X by Kira Peikoff
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
The book is set in the future, perhaps 50 years or so, where genetic engineering and designer babies is the way most people have children. The story is told from the viewpoint of three different women: a professional surrogate (a woman who carries babies for others), a scientist who works for a rock star, and an aspiring writer tracking down a story about “Selected” children (ones chosen for their genetic attributes) and the class discrimination against the “Unforeseen” (all others). The author has devised a clever suspense-filled plot centered around celebrity genes and how that could be used for extortion and other forms of misuse. The author knows her stuff with regard to the bioethics and the process of surrogacy and making embryos in the lab. I was impressed with that and how she used that not only to build a good plot, but also to highlight both the positive and negative aspects of genetic engineering, i.e. the utopian as well as dystopian aspects. I know something about this and see the recent scientific breakthroughs as a positive.
My own extended family is good example of why you should not fear the technology. I have a female relative who donated her eggs to a gay male couple. She was a penniless grad student who had just broken up with her latest boyfriend and was despairing of ever being married and having children, although she wanted them. She was in no position to raise one on her own, but her donation was successful and two beautiful baby girls were born to the gay couple. My relative did not carry the babies, that was done by surrogates, but the girls, years later, met their biological mom and hugged her, calling her mom. She is FB friends with the parents. Fortunately my relative did later marry and have a daughter of her own, although it turned out she was only able to have one. So the process allowed her to have three healthy beautiful children. Of course the clinic did DNA testing on the embryos to make sure they were free of horrible diseases, but they were not screened or selected for traits. Rather, the gay men chose my relative to donate the eggs based on her traits, not the embryos’. She was a beautiful blond, an excellent athlete, and a Phi Beta Kappa grad student in a technical field, i.e. brilliant. The men became fathers of two great kids they couldn’t have any other way. It was a win-win.
Another family member with his wife had a baby boy, but he died soon after birth. Sadly, the mother underwent an emergency C-section that rendered her unable to carry another baby. Although that was heartbreaking, they later used an IVF clinic and a surrogate to have another son, a beautiful, healthy little guy. The surrogate, although geographically somewhat distant, is part of their family now, and even expressed a desire to have another child of theirs. As a lawyer, I followed the process of both surrogate and couple selecting each other and writing a contract that protects them both. A bio-escrow agent is used to make sure everyone’s rights are protected. The couple chose the sex, but that’s the only “selection” they did of the embryo. The doctors screened out the embryos that had undesirable mutations but that’s all. The boy is not a “designer baby.” So here again, happiness for all and healthy babies are the only products of the IVF process.
Despite my approval of the clever plot and the attention it brings to the IVF issue, I was disappointed in the too-frequent clunky writing (e.g. “The lock unclicked.” unclicked?) The technological timeline is murky and contradictory. The biology described is on our doorstep and technically available now, yet she has it set decades in the future. Her understanding of tech outside of the bioethics realm is poor; or at least the tech in the story is often ludicrous. People don’t carry devices. They access the internet through their contact lenses. Somehow, despite these incredible electronics packed in wafer thin lenses, they are transparent. They blink the website they want and blink messages to each other. They can be tracked through their retinas by ubiquitous camera drones. What happened to sunglasses and hats? Although I can’t give it five stars, I can recommend this book. I did NOT foresee the ending.
The Extinction Trials by A.G. Riddle
My rating: 1 of 5 stars
This book was a big disappointment to me. It resembled an early video game, only one played by survivors of a global apocalypse. These survivors must solve a series of nonsensical puzzles and challenges in order to survive and get to a safe place. There are warring factions they must avoid, androids, strange drugs and technologies, and so on. I could have accepted it as such I suppose, but the end became absolutely ridiculous, completely laughable in fact, but I wasn’t in a mood to laugh by that point.