Today’s (Feeble) Ray Of Hope

— by Wombat-socho

Ceterum autem censeo Silicon Valley esse delendam.

Let me start out with what should be obvious: neither I nor anyone in their right mind wants a Second War Between The States to break out. That having been said, only a fool doesn’t plan for contingencies, and preparing for a massive economic/political breakdown seems to on a lot of peoples’ minds lately. So you have a lot of people thinking out loud (and publishing books) about what’s going to happen if the Left and Right stop talking to each other and start shooting. 

A lot of the discussion is dumb, barely above meme level in accordance with Sturgeon’s Law, which tells us that 90% of everything is shit. On the one hand  you have people thinking that since they have all the guns in private hands they ought to be able to whup all the weird hair dildo-wielding gender-queer losers in about 15 minutes, and on the other hand, “LOL you’re going to fight off tanks and nukes with shotguns? Checkmate, fascists!”. Nothing is that simple, and as Clausewitz reminds us, “Everything in war is simple, but the simple things are very difficult.” 

As much as I hate to say it, the political situation here in 2021 is uncomfortably reminiscent of Spain in the run up to the Spanish Civil War, right down to the Anarchists, Communists, and other leftards who have their hands on the wheel, don’t want to compromise with anybody, and are intent on using the full weight of the government to crush their political opponents. It’s not a perfect analogy, but it matches at far too many points for me to be very comfortable rereading either Hugh Thomas’ or Stanley Payne’s accounts. However, since i have read those, Amazon chucked A.H. Lloyd’s Long Live Death into my recommendations, and it promised to focus more on the military than political aspects, I felt compelled to look into it. That was a good decision.

If you’ve read Payne or Thomas (or pretty much any popular history of the war) one gets the impression that Franco’s victory was more a product of Republican infighting than Nationalist skill, and while the political aspect of the war is important, Lloyd asks the question: how did the Republic, which started the war with half the Army, most of the Air Force and Navy, better tanks and aircraft (thanks to the USSR), more international support, and the bulk of the munitions factories*, manage to lose to the Nationalists? At the risk of spoiling Lloyd’s excellent history, it boils down to one thing: organization. Franco and the Nationalists quite simply did a better job of building on the foundations provided by the rebel Army units while expanding the officer & NCO academies to provide better leadership all the way down the chain of command, while the Republic always considered the loyalist Army officers suspect, allowed party militias to suck up a lot of the available weapons (and lose them through lack of training), and had great difficulty in deciding what they wanted to do at the strategic and operational levels. 

So it is here in the United States. If Joe & Kamala and their leftist goons manage to commit some outrage that sends a lot of conservative and libertarians reaching for their rifles, in my opinion while many senior officers may remain loyal to the Administration, most of the junior officers, NCOs, and enlisted men will rebel. There will be enough retired field-grade officers to provide a cadre for the rebel units, and unlike Spain, not many of the weapons and ammunition manufacturers are located in the Blue states. Over time, the red states will have the organizational advantage, and even if the Chicoms are in a position to help their clients, it may not be enough. Here’s hoping we don’t have to find out the hard way.

*You can look it up.

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The Spring Break Book Post

— by Wombat-socho

Tax season ended for me on April 14; this was the first time since I started working for H&R Block that I haven’t worked April 15, but to be honest, this season has been enough of a pain in the ass for me that I didn’t mind knocking off a day early…well, a month and a day early, since the season was extended to May 17, but my contract ended on April 16 and I was in no mood to volunteer to work the extended season. Already done my part to keep the Las Vegas hotels afloat this year, thank you very much. Anyhow, before I pitch into the book reviews, a couple of links of interest to folks interested in SF and/or popular culture.
First, Nick Monroe does a thorough demolition of an idiot who blames the poor reception of the disastrous Star Wars sequels on Gamergate, Donald Trump, Q, white supremacy and God knows what all. Long but well worth reading, because this Rewriting Ripley is hardly unique – as those of us who were with the Sad Puppies a few years back can attest.
Secondly, Vox Day’s Arkhaven Comics has launched an alternative to Webtoons, Arktoons. The site aims to be competition not only to Webtoons but to the dying mainstream comics companies, who it certainly has beat on not only quantity of content but quality.
Thirdly, after neglecting the poor thing for far too long, I am updating Wombat’s Bookshelf, which is just what it says on the label: an index to the book reviews I’ve done here. I’ve gotten caught up through the end of 2019, and I should have 2020 and 2021 done by this evening. I invite you to take a look and see if there’s anything you missed; the site includes helpful links not just to the posts but to Amazon for the books reviewed. 
Finally, I don’t remember often enough to beat the drum for the National Fantasy Fan Federation, now celebrating its 80th year. In addition to the monthly newsletter, the N3F also publishes eight zines covering just about every aspect of geek culture, with a ton of reviews. Public (non-voting) memberships are free, voting memberships start at $6/year, and all publications come to your email box in PDF format regardless of your membership level. (Disclaimer: I am the treasurer & membership/recruitment-wallah.)
Silicon Valley delenda est.

Probably the best thing I’ve read in the last month or so is the H. Beam Piper Megapack, which includes just about all the SF Piper ever published (except, oddly enough, Lord Kalvan of Otherwhen) plus two non-SF novels, Rebel Raider and Murder In The Gunroom. Now, if you have the Ace/Baen anthologies and novels from the 1980s, you already have most of what’s in this book, but for 99 cents it’s still a great deal – and a lot more portable than the paperbacks. 

I was not nearly so impressed with Marko Kloos’ Aftershocks, the first in a new series from him. We meet the protagonist as he’s being released from a POW camp, having been on the losing end of an interplanetary war – which somebody seems to want to restart. Regardless of George R.R. Martin’s opinion, this is not nearly as good as Kloos’ Frontlines series; there was nothing about it that made me interested in looking at the sequels, whether or not they’re free through Kindle Unlimited. Now, Orders Of Battle, on the other hand, that’ll be worth the $6 it’ll cost to keep it. The seventh novel in the aforementioned Frontlines series, this tale of a reconnaissance in force against the former colony planet Willoughby, held by the alien Lankies since the beginning of the war, grabs you and drags you in – perhaps because you know the protagonist (and his wife) very well after six books, and perhaps because Kloos is writing a straightforward space opera instead of farting around with skulduggery and secret plots. 

That’s something Peter Nealen does a lot better, quite frankly. Took me a while to finish up Thunder Run, which is the sixth in his Maelstrom Rising series, but when I did, it delivered. The story is still with the Triarii Grex Luporum teams in Europe, where the EDC is still trying to put the screws to Poland and the other Eastern European nations who are tired of their supranational shit. Things aren’t going well for the Poles and their fellow rebels, but the EDC isn’t having things all their own way, either. Nealen does a good job of covering everything from tactical combat up to and including the Big Picture, both military and political. I am looking forward to the next book, Area Denial, which is due out in September. 

Some of you may remember Moe Lane from his previous life as a political blogger; he’s given that up to blog about books, music, movies, and role-playing games, and is also writing books, like the most excellent Frozen Dreams, Set in a post-apocalyptic Baja California, it’s a fantasy that starts with the premise that magic has returned with rather brutal effects on the America we know and love. Officially, there’s no magic or magicians in New California’s Cin City, but unofficially, the cleaning ladies and stagehands know more than they’ll say about the subject, and that’s a good thing for Shamus Tom Vargas, who’s been Called to Clear a murder case. If you ever wondered what a mashup of noir detective film and urban fantasy was like, well, here’s your chance to find out. An excellent deal at $2.99.

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Something Old, Something New

— by Wombat-socho

You might think that with St. Patrick’s Day (or as we Irish like to call it, Amateur Night) coming up, this post would be about Irish authors, books about the various Irish Brigades, and suchlike things. Maybe next year.
Silicon Valley delenda est.

Things have slowed up in the tax mines, so I’ve actually been able to get some reading done. The book I’ve been spending most of my time on these past couple of weeks is James Blish’s Cities In Flight, the classic collection of his novels about the Okie cities, entire Earth cities freed from a tyrannical Bureaucratic State by antiagathic drugs and the spindizzy, an antigravity device that can serve as a spaceship drive but is much more effective grouped together to lift an entire city and its industries. Written between 1950 and 1962, the four novels (They Shall Have Stars, A Life For The Stars, Earthman Come Home, and The Triumph Of Time) for the most part deal with the adventures of New York, New York and its mayor, John Amalfi, as they wander through human space doing jobs for various human colonies that don’t yet have enough of an industrial base to do those jobs themselves. They Shall Have Stars is a prelude to these adventures, describing how the last and greatest American engineering project, the Bridge on Jupiter, leads to the invention of the spindizzy and to the founding of the first extrasolar colonies. I personally prefer Earthman Come Home, which pits New York against several historical enemies of humanity: the rump of the Hruntan Empire, the legendary Vegan orbital fort, and finally, the most notorious Okie city of all, hiding in the Lesser Magellanic Cloud. 

Thunder Run is the sixth of Peter Nealen’s Maelstrom Rising series of technothrillers, and it moves the action back to Poland, where apparently the Russians (at least some of them) may be getting more involved in the EU/Poland War, and not in a way that benefits the Poles. Haven’t finished it quite yet, perhaps because it’s a little too close to reality at the moment.

Inferno by Larry Niven & Jerry Pournelle is an audacious reboot of Dante’s Divine Comedy – well, the first third of it, anyway. Allen Carpentier is an SF writer who winds up in Hell after a stupid drinking bet goes awry, and he spends a good part of the book frustrating his guide by insisting that no, this isn’t really Hell…until he is forced to realize that yes, this is actually Hell, he’s actually in it, but there’s a way out. Along the way we meet all kinds of sinners, some of a kind unknown to Dante Alighieri but plenty that he’d recognize just fine, even if the sins have been slightly updated to keep up with the times. The sequel, Escape From Hell, follows Carpenter* on a second journey through Hell as he tries to guide other repentant sinners out. His companion is Sylvia Plath, who he has to free from the Wood of the Suicides, and they meet more Americans along the way down…including some folks from the first book (and otherwise) who have taken jobs in Hell and seem content to do so.  I find I like the sequel better than I did when it first came out, and wonder if I simply read it too fast to appreciate some of the things that happened. Well, the book (almost) ends with a bang when Allen and Sylvia meet a famous physicist in the Ninth Circle, but all’s well that ends well, and Escape From Hell definitely does. 

What can one say of the mighty P’thok, Gilgamesh of the Trea’nad people, who stole ice cream and cigarettes from the ferocious feral monkey-boys of Terrasol and changed his people forever? What can one say of P’thok, who singlehandedly (and entirely on purpose!) saved Christmas? One can say, buy the P’thok Chronicles and RTWT!  The best part of the book, of course, is that it is merely the introduction to Ralts Bloodthorne’s epic First Contact tale, which is over 400 chapters long at this point and can be found on the r/HFY forum of Reddit. Imagine a space opera full of high technology, evil on a scale barely comprehensible by the human mind, courage, cowardice, deranged humans cosplaying as Orks and Hello Kitty 40K characters and superheroes in real life, one last mad immortal cyborg warrior who just wants to be left alone, not one but several flavors of Berserkers…if Doc Smith, Edmond Hamilton, Keith Laumer, Gene Roddenberry, and Fred Saberhagen had had their brains uploaded to one mighty WordBorg, perhaps they might have produced something like this epic. Gloriously pulpy, loaded with violence both up close & personal as well as big enough to shatter entire stellar systems, and yet occasionally…there is tenderness, love, and tragic sacrifice to be found. I can’t wait for the whole thing to come out as a series of books someday.

*This is not a typo.  

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Deep Dark Depression, Excessive Misery

— compiled by Wombat-socho

These last few months have been largely taken up with getting ready for tax season, but now that the season is underway and I’m spending several nights a week in Las Vegas between shifts in the tax mines, I’m finding more time to read. Also, Amazon seems to have killed off the Prime Lending Library in favor of folding everyone into the Kindle Unlimited program, and I feel the need to take advantage of that.
Song of the Day
Ceterum autem censeo Silicon Valley esse delendam.

What with the election of the Potted Plant of the United States (PPOTUS) and his many Chicom connections, I had to stop reading Divided We Fall, because it was just getting too damned dark for me in the current circumstances. Not all of the stories are grim tales of struggle against a panopticon state whose tentacles control every aspect of life in a future socialist America, but enough of them were to make me decide to save the book for better times.

In contrast to the preceding anthology, the struggle for freedom hasn’t been decided yet in Fortress Doctrine, the fifth of Peter Nealen’s Maelstrom Rising books. Pivoting back to the home front from the European theater action in Strategic Assets, the Triarii and local militia are trying to hold the Texas border against the cartels and possibly the Mexican Army, while Washington wrings its hands and los chales exploit their connections with the cartels and politicians willing to look the other way for a fistful of renminbi. Nealen is getting better with each book; like Tom Clancy before him, he’s able to keep the action rolling on the tactical level while keeping you in tune with the bigger picture. Highly recommended. 

On a more cheerful note, the Keith Laumer Super Pack from the Positronic Super Pack series is a good combination of Laumer’s Retief stories, some non-Retief stories such as “It Could Be Anything”, “Cocoon”, and “End As A Hero”, the early Bolo story “Night of the Trolls, and two complete novels: Worlds Of The Imperium and A Trace of Memory. Quite a deal for just $1.99, especially since it includes what may be the best Retief story, “Diplomat At Arms”. 

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Annual Admiral Of The Ocean Sea Appreciation Post

— compiled by Wombat-socho

Today President Trump proclaimed Columbus Day, taking a swing at “radical activists” trying to undermine the legacy of the great explorer. Well, the best defense against these leftist ninnies is the truth, and what better way to find the truth than by reading Samuel Eliot Morison’s classic Admiral of the Ocean Sea, a “vivid and definitive” biography buttressed by Morison’s 1939 expedition to retrace the route taken by Columbus on his way to the New World. As for the radical activists, Conquistador-chan has a few words:*

Defending Western Civilization, even if only on the Internet, gets tiresome, and while admiring pretty girls is good, settling down with a good book is also good. I’d like to recommend Larry Correia’s latest novel, Destroyer of Worlds, the third in his “Saga Of The Forgotten Warrior” series. Former Protector Ashok Vadal has survived his battle against the assassins’ guild, and now leads an army of untouchables to what they all hope is safety, but his former brothers are on his trail, eager to bring him down and end the rebellion. Correia has done an excellent job of depicting a society based on the Indian caste system, as well as creating a cast of characters suited to the epic tale he’s telling.

While at the Emergency Holographic Convention in Clarksville last month, I picked up a copy of Michael Z. Williamson’s Tide of Battle, which is half short stories and half humor along the lines of his Hugo-nominated collection Wisdom From My Internet. The short stories are a mix of tales from the Freehold universe and elsewhere; there’s science fiction and fantasy, including the chilling “Soft Casualties” and the amusing zombie apocalypse tale “How Do You Solve A Problem Like Grandpa?” Very much worth your time.

I also reread the original There Will Be War anthology, edited by the late Jerry Pournelle & John F. Carr; this is a treasure trove of outstanding short SF including the original version of Orson Scott Card’s legendary “Ender’s Game”, and also includes some important historical documents on the roots of what became the Strategic Defense Initiative.

I was fortunate enough to find a hardback copy of Alistair Horne’s The Fall Of Paris: The Siege And The Commune in a local used bookstore, which means I now have his complete Franco-Prussian Wars trilogy…anyhow, Horne is unsparing in his criticism of the inept Second Empire and the feckless Communards who took over Paris mere months after the city was surrendered to the Imperial German Army, which itself had only recently been assembled from the armies of the several German states by the legendary “Iron Chancellor”, Otto von Bismarck. One can’t stop there, though, for the surrender of Alsace-Lorraine to Germany in the treaty that ended the war bred a thirst for revenge even as the French Army learned all the wrong lessons from its humiliations in 1870. This sets the stage for The Price Of Glory, which is mainly about the horrific Battle of Verdun, but by necessity also provides a precis of the First World War on all three fronts (four if you want to include the U-boat campaign) by way of illustrating the political and military pressures that drove the Germans and the Allies on the Western Front. Which brings us around to Morison again; Admiral Morison was forthright in his belief that history should be written in a manner both authoritative and popular (i.e readable by the average fellow), and Horne’s books are both.

*Yes, this pertains more to the Aztecs than the rest of the Native American tribes, but it applies to the ones that weren’t cannibals, too.

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The Labor Day Weekend Book Post

— by Wombat-socho

Having completed my life or death struggle with the new microwave (to say nothing of the FMJRA), I greet you with some books suitable for what’s left of the long weekend. First out of the gate is Tom Kratman’s latest (and perhaps last) book in the Carreraverse, Days of Burning, Days of Wrath, in which the man formerly known as Patrick Hennessey exacts his final revenge on the people ultimately responsible for the death of his wife and children. As with Jerry Pournelle’s Mamelukes, it would be fine if Kratman stopped here, with the boot of the UN Fleet finally removed from the necks of the Terra Novan people, and revolution sweeping the Tauran Union into the dustbin of history, but the possibility of his son Hamilcar leading a fleet to liberate Earth can’t be ruled out, and would be most welcome.

After having read SPOTREPS, I went back to read Escalation, which is the first of the Maelstrom Rising series by Peter Nealen. It’s a very different book. First of all, unlike the anthology, which is full of stories about the U.S. sliding into another civil war, with the active encouragement of Red China, Escalation is more of a “20 minutes into the future” technothriller, with not much techno but plenty of thriller. A Triarii special ops unit in the Balkans to retrieve a captured American soldier runs into unexpected (and very lethal) difficulties as the European Union sucker-punches the American regular forces in Slovenia on their way to deal with the recalcitrant Slovaks. The Triarii have to nursemaid a horribly undertrained American mech platoon and the survivors of the EU attack on one of the American forward operating bases as they attempt to evade the EU forces and retreat to Poland. Very good writing in the tradition of Tom Clancy, and there were several points in Escalation that reminded me of Clancy’s Clear & Present Danger. Recommended.

Larry Correia’s Destroyer of Worlds, the third novel in his Saga of the Forgotten Warrior series, is out; I have a copy but haven’t had a chance to crack it open yet. Ditto for Peter Nealen’s Holding Action, the sequel to Escalation, and Cracked, which bills itself as an anthology of Eggsellent Chicken Stories. Hope it doesn’t lay an egg.  I’ll be on the road next week, traveling to the Emergency Holographic Convention in Clarksville, and may pick up more reading material there.In the meantime, if you’re looking for something to read before then, there’s a 99 cent sale going on that may have something you like.

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The Centurion, Some Collections, & A Fistful Of Manga

— by Wombat-socho

Leonard Wibberley is best known for his hilarious Cold War comedy The Mouse That Roared, which was later made into a fine movie starring Peter Sellers, but today I want to talk about a more serious Wibberley novel, The Centurion. The novel is about the Roman centurion, Longinus, who appears at several points in the Gospel, most notably when he pleads with Jesus to save his dying servant, and again during the Passion when he bears witness to Christ’s divinity. Wibberley shows us the man behind the legend, a man with the thankless job of maintaining the peace in this troublesome province of the Roman Empire, filled with people who hate and fear the Romans only slightly less than they hate each other. Longinus has served Rome for decades, and when we meet him, he is a man without dreams or ambition, who just wants to do his job, but there’s this Jewish rabbi wandering around preaching and performing miracles…stirring up the people and making procurator Pontius Pilate worried. In addition to Longinus, we also meet Jesus and his disciples, the latter of which are a long way from being the saints and legends they’ll become. It is because Longinus seeks Jesus’ help that Pilate puts him in charge of the crucifixion detail, and ultimately, gives him charge of the detail watching the grave as well. It is not a cheerful novel; no account of the Passion could be, but it is nonetheless a novel full of hope, and one that will make you think. Recommended.

Give Me LibertyCon is an all-star anthology done as a benefit for the scholarship fund named for the late founder of LibertyCon, Tim Bolgeo. There’s a lot of Tuckerizing going on here, and I probably would have enjoyed the collection more if I knew who even half of these people were.

I’m not quite done with Noir Fatale, edited by Larry Correia and Kacey Ezell, because I can only read so much noir SF/fantasy at a time. If that’s your thing, you’ll really like Noir Fatale, and if not, you should look elsewhere. Maybe at SPOTREPS, a collection of near-future combat SF concerned with a low-intensity war between Red China and the U.S., with an expy for Antifa on the side of the Chinese and a motley crew of local police, sheriffs, and militia doing most of the fighting. Edited by Peter Nealen, SPOTREPS has stories by Larry Correia, Brad Torgerson, and my buddy Jonathan LaForce, who cleverly sneaks a romance into the middle of a militia forward observer team making the lives of the “assisting” Red Chinese miserable by reaching out and touching them with 155mm artillery. Recommended.

I’m still following Komi Can’t Communicate, whose eighth volume is due out next week, because it’s a really touching story about a girl who can’t talk to people except through her phone or by writing on her notepad. There is the usual assortment of weird high-school classmates to lighten things up, but the main plot is about her normal classmate Tadano helping Komi reach her goal of making 100 friends.

As you all know, I’m hopelessly addicted to the mobile game Fate/Grand Order. If mobile games aren’t your thing, and you don’t want to wade through the jungle of visual novels, anime, and whatnot that make up the Fate franchise, I recommend Fate/Grand Order – Mortalis: Stella, the first in a series of manga that explain how little old no-talent you and your confused kouhai got drafted to (literally) save the world.  Does a good job of pulling together some details that aren’t immediately clear in the game or are dealt with there in flashbacks. Recommended. On the other hand, Today’s Menu For The Emiya Family is a weird combination of manga and cookbook in which the many characters of Fate/Stay Night come by and help with dinner. If you like cookbooks with slice-of-life stories in between the recipes, this is the kind of manga you will like.

Next week, if all goes well, the final (maybe) novel in Tom Kratman’s Carreraverse and some other stuff.

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The Yellow Peril

— compiled by Wombat-socho

One of the recurring tropes in science fiction (and pulp fiction as well) is the Yellow Peril, the notion that America is in danger from the Asian hordes – originally Chinese, but later Japanese, and now Chinese again – whose fiendish plots are foiled only by heroic deeds, super-science, or both. Or neither; the literature is full of tales where the United States has been utterly defeated, and only scattered bands of Americans fight on against the Asiatic occupiers.

The most famous of these is, of course, Philip Nowlan’s Armageddon 2419, which introduces us to Anthony “Buck” Rogers, veteran of the Great War and hero of the Second American Revolution. Rogers wakes from a 500-year-long sleep induced by a radioactive gas pocket to find that the United States he knew is long dead, but scattered gangs of Americans carry on the war against the decadent Han, having developed new technologies to aid them in the fight. Rogers brings to the table forgotten tactics  that prove lethally useful, and provides a leader the mutually suspicious gangs can follow. Nowlan’s original novel and its sequel (The Airlords Of Han) are both available for free on amazon and through Project Gutenberg, but the Ace paperback edition combines them into one novel. Speaking of the Ace edition, when the Buck Rogers TV series became popular, Ace hired Larry Niven and Jerry Pournelle to come up with a series of outlines for four sequel novels: Mordred (written by John Eric Holmes) , Warrior’s Blood, Warrior’s World (both by Roger McEnroe), & Rogers’ Rangers (by John Silbersack). Since these sequels are all based on Nowlan’s novel (with some slight tweaks from Niven & Pournelle) they don’t have much to do with the TV show, but that’s okay – the TV show didn’t have much to do with the book. Fun, quick reads for cheap; if they were doing them these days, they’d probably be a lot longer.

I really wanted to like Buck Rogers: A Life In The Future, by Martin Caidin. I really did. Unfortunately, Caidin plays fast and loose with the original plot, and instead of Anthony Rogers leading the gangs of America to victory against the Han, instead he gets dragged along on a number of pointless adventures and meaningless contests, and zzzzz…oh, sorry. The worst part of all this is that Caidin is a decent writer who’s written a bunch of exciting books, and this just feels like he phoned it in to TSR. Not recommended.

Meanwhile, back in the 1940s, Robert Heinlein wrote Sixth Column, based on an idea given to him by John W. Campbell, and the odds are even longer in this one than in the Buck Rogers novels. Not only are the conquering PanAsians well on their way toward setting up a global totalitarian state, the only opposition left is a handful of scientists and soldiers led by a former ad executive drafted into uniform. Fortunately, they have a super-science gizmo to end all gizmos, and that Old Time Religion. Sort of. It’s only Heinlein’s second novel, but you wouldn’t know it. Recommended.

The Bear & The Dragon was Tom Clancy’s last novel, and if I remember correctly the last 20% was actually finished by Mark Greaney, which might account for all the swearing and sex that some of the reviewers complained about…anyhow, this is set in the Ryanverse, with Jack Ryan as President, and an assassination attempt in Moscow is just the start of the bad news here, because Red China intends to succeed where the Japanese failed and seize the Northern Resource Area (Siberia) for themselves. This is a good, if dated, mix of spy novel and technothriller, culminating in a clash between Red Chinese mechanized forces and Russian/American armor while the U.S. Air Force and PVO Strany have a turkey shoot against the People’s Liberation Army Air Force. Not the best of Tom  Clancy’s books, even in the Ryanverse, but good enough brain candy.

Have a favorite Yellow Peril novel I’ve overlooked? Mention it in the comments!

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