Alien Clay

2/3 so bleak and depressing that it was a struggle to get through, 1/3 exactly the kind of revolution porn that makes me love Tchaikovsky so much.

Probably the most /him/ of all his books I've read so far, but not the most fun of them.

I really loved this book. It felt like the interest and passion in biology that Mikhail Bakunin exhibited in Mutual Aid: A Factor of Evolution but told ask a sci-fi epic@!

analyzing the conditions and contradictions of a human inmate labour camp upon an exoplanet with alien life Tchaikovsky looks at what makes us human, what mutualism and organization mean, and the struggles against domination.

I would liken this to The Dispossessed of Tchaikovsky's catalog and want you all to read it then get coffee with me and talk about the ups and downs.