Brian bought this on our layover in Chicago on the way out, mostly because his other choice of reading material was a mathematical optics book. I don’t know what he was thinking. Anyway, I was running out of reading material on the way back, so I borrowed it from him, and traded him the novel I’d been reading. Like most Philip K. Dick material, this book is really weird. I’m not sure it’s even worth describing. Here, I’ll quote the back cover:
When CIA agent Chuck Rittersdorf and his psychiatrist wife, Mary, file for divorce, they have no idea that in a few weeks they’ll be shooting it out on Alpha III M2, the distant moon ruled by various psychotics liberated from a mental ward. Nor do they suspect that Chuck’s new employer, the famous TV comedian Bunny Hentman, will also be there aiming his own laser gun. How things come to such a darkly hilarious pass is the subject of Clans of the Alphane Moon, an astutely shrewd and acerbic tale that blurs all conventional distinctions between sanity and madness.
Um. Yeah.
